The art of choosing
My phone vibrates with a Google calendar notification that says "work". However, I am in a privileged position where I can decide whether to ignore that notification. I am on a "gap year," at least, that is what my mom is telling her friends back home. I am very regimented so I pull out my laptop to honor my commitment of trying to "work" out my life. Upon opening, I am confronted with a plethora of opened tabs: an article on San Diego Children Community Centers, a Google doc about a business I want to start, my master's program application, 2 drafts to blogs I am writing, a Google search on Montesorri accreditation, and a PDF guide on how to set the perfect events tablescape. And then I see my email inbox: messages back inquiring about tennis lessons, a reminder I left my shopping cart full on Shein, JetBlue confirming my upcoming trip and TD bank reminding me to pay my credit card bill. It takes everything in me not to just slam my laptop shut and...
