The Unexpected Joy of Slow Mornings
For the longest time, I was one of those people who jumped out of bed, rushed through breakfast (if I even had time for it), and sped out the door, mentally preparing myself for the day ahead. Mornings were a blur of activity, and I wore my busyness like a badge of honor. But that constant rush was also exhausting. I didn't realize how much I was missing by speeding through the beginning of my day until I started experimenting with slower, more intentional mornings. It all began when I started working remotely and had a bit more flexibility with my schedule. I no longer had to fight traffic or rush to catch the train, so I decided to slow things down. At first, it was just a small adjustment—waking up fifteen minutes earlier to sip my coffee without distractions. I wasn’t trying to achieve anything during that time, just allowing myself a few moments of stillness. That simple change was a game-changer. I noticed I felt less stressed and more centered by the time I sat d...