This week I have managed to do the following:

  1. Add 30-something pins to my Pinterest queue
  2. Try out all the new filters on Snapchat
  3. Rewatch Master of None on Netflix
  4. Listen to Zayn’s new album four times in one sitting.

It is currently… Wednesday.

I had to check. That means I am currently 48+ hours into this week, and ultimately have nothing to show for it.

Aside from the dirty dishes stacked in my sink, I have approximately one thousand Chrome tabs open, and an ever growing list of tasks in Asana. I haven’t written a word of anything I want anyone to see. When I’m not watching videos on YouTube, I’m clicking around my Leadpages account aimlessly, desperate to avoid the 30+ unread emails festering in my Inbox.

Yet despite my shitty daily work habits, my brain is happy to throw ideas at me faster than I can write them down. I’ve never felt more creative.

In fact, I am so overwhelmed by the number of ideas and projects I want to work on, it’s reached a point where I either a) straight up avoid working on them or b) find myself unable to complete one task before switching to another.

I’m not the only one that feels like this, right? It’s like the opposite of being burnt out.

Remember when Mr Burns had so many diseases they all cancelled each other out? That’s kinda my situation right now, except instead of diseases, I have ideas.

Ideases.

Anyway, here’s photographic evidence of my shame:

 

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See you Friday?