After last week's post, I started going down a rabbit hole of research on indecision, because I recognized that I was struggling to make decisions where there's no clear upside or downside.

That led to going down an ADHD rabbit hole, buying a book called Driven to Distraction, and almost finishing it in the span of a couple of days. This coming from the guy who has been reading two other books for the last 3 months and is nowhere close to finishing them. Fixation much?

I struggle with writing consistently. As I begin writing this post, I'm feeling incredibly self-conscious: who cares about my life? Who cares what I did or how I felt in January? Who cares what I'm hoping to accomplish in February?

I feel the same way about writing for my travel blog: like everything I write has to have a clear purpose and be useful or helpful in some way. If I'm not providing clear value in the form of tips or suggestions or advice, then who cares? Who cares about my travels?