So often over the last year I have grateful for the routines that I established in March of 2023.

By the time things got difficult, they were already part of the landscape of my day.

When things got off track, I could follow my routines and then get myself in gear, at least a little.

This isn’t (and wasn’t) about the need to ‘get things done’ or the need to be productive, it was about feeling like my day had some substance, like I had some traction, like there were some fixed points.

I have spent entirely too much of my life going to bed feeling exhausted from ricocheting through my day but having no idea how I spent my time.

(ADHD can be a jerk like that)

And anything that gives me some relief from that feeling – like routines of journaling and drawing, for instance- can make all the difference.