Tonight’s choices are tomorrow morning’s weather. Forecast accordingly.

The evening version of you makes decisions that the morning version has to live inside. Late at night the consequences feel abstract and distant, which is why the bargain always seems reasonable at the time and never seems reasonable at seven. You are not two people, though you are two different moods with the same name.

Ask what tomorrow morning would want from you right now, and give it one thing. Set the bedtime, lay out what you need, close the screen a little earlier. It is a small kindness passed from one version of yourself to the next.