You’re living on a planet that’s moving around the sun at about thirty kilometers a second. You can handle a Monday.

You are already doing something well beyond your ability to manage, which is travelling through space at a speed you cannot feel, held together by physics you had no part in arranging. Set against that, the week’s obligations are small and oddly handleable. The scale is not a lecture. It is a way of putting a Monday back into proportion.

When the week looks impossible on Sunday night, write out what is actually required rather than how it feels. Do the first item, and let the rest wait its turn.