I Am Chidi

This past weekend I did a bullet journal-goalsetting style… thingy. I wrote down all the things I wanted to do: writing, podcasting, learning, knitting, omg-don’t-forget-about self-care.

I looked at all of it and said, out loud, to no one because I was the only one there: “I can’t do all of this!”

Now I have to decide what to do. Or what not do. Or maybe do some of it a lot, or none of it sometimes, all of it moderately, which I fear will lead to completing none of it mostly.

My stomach hurts.