Work with some men is as besetting a sin as idleness.

Constant activity can be an escape as effective as doing nothing, and it comes with applause attached. Filling every hour is a way of avoiding whatever waits in an unstructured evening: a conversation, a grief, a question about whether any of this is what you wanted. Busyness is the socially acceptable form of hiding.

Worth noticing what happens in you when the schedule empties. If quiet feels intolerable, that discomfort is information rather than a scheduling problem. Leave one evening unplanned this week and see what surfaces when there is nothing to do.