For the first three, four years of the 2020s, I had a boogeyman.
I used to call it the heart thing and it usually happened in the morning.
It was having intense heart palpitations and anxiety in the morning after you woke up. Okay, and given that I was a teen, maybe it was normal. Or maybe I had it in way greater proportion than others, whatever.
But soon I learned to deal with it, or maybe the circumstances that were causing it at that time are gone, and I don’t feel the same way.
But still, I can say that nights are epitome of inspiration, motivation, positive feeling, and mornings are dull and overall more hopeless in flavor.
There is some biology behind it as well; in the morning, cortisol levels are elevated.
But imagine how bad that is for the projects you are working on or the side quests you have going.
At night, they feel inevitable, and in the morning they might start feeling like, “Hey, what the fuck am I doing? Is this even worth it?”
And we cannot afford that emotion even for a single second.
I just realized this today in the morning, and I already have a counter plan for that because we cannot afford to feel hopeless or negative about our projects even for a second.
Their idea was conceived. The work on them was done all during the state of positivity. Any exposure to negativity induced by our own self is corrosive to them.
I have had multiple experiences where I would start working on something. I would not sleep for a night and continuously work on something for 36 to 38 hours, only to wake up and wonder, is this really going to work?
That uncertainty really severed me from that project. It broke our connection a lot of times. I have a graveyard of projects that were taken away from me like this.
So long thing, short: in the morning, you are going to feel hopeless, but you have to act on it so quickly and generate enough optimism and conviction for the project you are working on that it is ten times the last night. That’s how we keep this train going.
The projects never really turned bad overnight. I didn’t have any moment of epiphany overnight that revealed to me that, hey, this project is not worth it. It is the hopeless night of morning that was causing it.
Nothing wrong with the projects, all to do with the damn mornings.