I realized today that I have been making the same Tuesday for three years. Same alarm. Same coffee. Same route. Same lunch at the desk. Same approximate hour when I stop working and start scrolling instead. Same series of things I mean to do in the evening that I don't do. Same feeling at 11pm that I wasted the day. Same sleep. Same alarm. I only noticed because someone asked what I'd been up to lately and I couldn't find anything to say that wasn't just a description of the Tuesday before.

I thought my routine was something I chose. I think it's actually something that happened to me. Each step makes the next step easier, and easy became invisible, and invisible became identity. I keep doing this Tuesday because I've done it so many times that veering off feels like a disruption of something important, though I can't say what. Do you know what your equivalent of Tuesday is? And if you changed one thing tomorrow - just one - what would you choose?