Every morning is another page you cannot leave blank and expect the story to write itself.

Days pass whether or not you put anything in them, and the sum of the ones you left to chance is a substantial part of your life. This is not about maximising every hour, which is a miserable way to live. It is about the difference between a day you shaped in some small way and a day that simply happened to you. Both use the same amount of time.

Decide one thing each morning that would make the day count as yours. Small is fine, and small is usually more sustainable. The point is that the page has something on it that you chose.