Every day when Benjamin Franklin would go to sleep, he would think about all the good he had accomplished during the 24 hours he was given, and then he would meditate on what he could accomplish better in the coming day.

I have a nightly routine that includes gratitude and emotional checks and balances.

I will try to avoid tactics I have been using to be “more” productive lately – but three that stick out is Nightly Meditation, 10-11 work hour, and the reintroduction of journaling for my own private pleasure.

Today at work, the old quantity over quality argument was brought up. Practice makes perfect so long as one does not strain their pencil into dull perseverating hollowness.

Writing is a bottomless pit, but I want to strike a balance between an output on a blog, and more refined fiction/poetry writing, in addition to journaling.

I think blogging is like practicing an instrument, but people don’t want to always listen to a musician’s practice sets (Looking at you Mac Demarco – One Wayne G).

I am grateful I have a routine at all, best not to spoil it, or become spoiled by a rich inner life left with blank pages.

My reflection on the week is this: I am continuing to feel healthier. I am overweight but energy is returning from not drinking soda and it being almost two months without smoking a cigarette. No Youtube going moderately well. Emotions and pleasures are smoother. Irritation still occurs – often during work/exertions of energy Not overstressed, but doing a tad too much (which is very good at my age).

The things I could do better are: I think it is important to be able to divert from the expected routine, as well as hold myself accountable to the routine I have in place. It is best to be able to jumble up the main ingredients for the best of my salad days.