Where your eyes go, your hours follow. Your hours become your year.

Attention is the first domino and nobody notices it falling. What you look at decides what you spend time on, what you spend time on decides what you get good at, and twelve months of that adds up to a version of you that you never consciously picked. No single afternoon feels like a decision. The year is made entirely out of them.

Look at your week honestly once, without turning it into a judgment. Then move one recurring hour toward something you would actually want to have gotten better at by next summer.