Then take one.
by Andy Scheer
I hadn’t planned to take yesterday off. But I had no choice. For the past two weeks, I’d been fighting a cold — and typesetting a complex 236-page book.
Yesterday mid-afternoon, I found myself unable to stay awake. After dinner I curled up under an afghan, intending to read. I awoke an hour later, still feeling tired.
Last night I went to bed early and didn’t set an alarm. This morning, I feel almost human.
Any writing involves collaboration—between our mind and our body. Push either too hard for too long and little gets done.
Deadlines may demand our attention, but sometimes the only way to meet them is to yield to the obvious and take a day off.
