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When do you feel most productive?

When do you feel most productive? I find most people have a straightforward answer, like “morning” or “night,” but for me, the answer is, “it depends.” For me, productivity depends entirely on the type of work I’m doing, whether it’s creative work, routine office work, or routine housework. (I’m unpredictable.) Mornings are best for myContinue reading “When do you feel most productive?”

Your life without a computer: what does it look like?

Life without a computer would be drastically different, almost unrecognizable compared to what I’m used to now. So much of my daily routine revolves around instant access to information, entertainment, and connection that removing the computer feels like stepping back in time. For starters, there would be no more YouTube for entertainment. That means noContinue reading “Your life without a computer: what does it look like?”

What was the last thing you searched for online?

If you really want to know someone, ask them about their internet search history. That little trail of questions can be revealing. In my case, my search history might make me look like an unhinged movie villain with a tech problem. As a writer, I spend a lot of time googling things that would raiseContinue reading “What was the last thing you searched for online?”

What’s Your Favorite Time of Day? For Me, It’s Night

Everyone seems to have a favorite time of day—some love the fresh start of morning, others love the productivity of afternoon. For me, night has always been my favorite. There’s something about the world after dark that feels different and almost otherworldly. At night, the busyness of the day fades. People have dinner, clean up,Continue reading “What’s Your Favorite Time of Day? For Me, It’s Night”

Do you remember growing old?

It just hits you very suddenly. That moment came for me in the most unexpected way: someone casually asked, “How old is your parent?” And then I did the math, because if my parent is X years old, that makes me Y years old. Scary thought. I’m not a kid anymore. I mean, I’m someone’sContinue reading “Do you remember growing old?”