writing · feb 18, 2026 · 1 min read
The first hour

The first hour

There is a version of the morning where I check my phone before my feet are on the floor. There is another version where I do not. The two days that follow are not the same day.

I am not strict about it. I miss more often than I would like. But on the mornings I get the first hour to myself, even imperfectly, the rest of the day stops shouting at me.

I do not have a productivity system. I have one rule. Keep the first hour quiet.

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