When
I was at University I was probably at the peak of my powers of stubborn pig-headed
focus. During study weeks, and exam periods, I could fit in 12-hours of
studying in very regimented 50-min-on–10-min-break-repeat cycles. With
scheduled time-tables for the hours allocated to each subject, for studying, for
running (head-clearing), for match-fitness (past papers), and for pre-game head
clearing (movies etc.) When I started working, and continued studying a full
study day seldom managed to reach 8-hours. Instead I would take half study days
because I could fit in 5 hours. Three before work & two after. These were
always bursts of energy. Burst then bust. I don’t really buy the 60+ hours of
work people claim to do regularly. I think you get 4-6 hours of quality time a
day. If you use that all up for work, I think friends and family get the dregs.
Work can be an anti-depressant. An excuse not to process emotional stuff. A priority
that hides priorities.
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