Every time you have the chance to go to bed early, there are always things to do or things to do that will distract you from the road to the “kingdom”...
There are only 24 hours in a day, during which someone somehow manages to be bored, and you, trying to gain a few more minutes, procrastinate, convincing yourself that there is tomorrow for less important things.
The turning point of autumn always leaves its mark. Every year in autumn something happens on a historical level. Something happens in us. Fortunately, it is not always and not only about bad things. However, it is generally accepted that it is the new year that will serve as a kind of start and starting point to a “new life”, where success, luck, love and amazing days of rest are sure to await us.
Maybe so. Or maybe it's time to start today? But I have another question - aren't you tired of starting??? Every damn time is a start and today. Maybe it's time to take a break? Maybe a pause is not a waste of time and a loss of benefits, but a condensate for something fundamentally new?
Perhaps it is worth thinking about pauses... in the deep sense of this word and the formats/types of their manifestation. Is it worth it?