Today will be the day.

Today will be the day. I’ve spent the whole day thinking about this: why do I put things off until the next day or the next year? I turn 38 tomorrow, and this year will be different.

I keep falling into the same trap. I have the same conversations about how I should start a blog, I should start a podcast, and then another year goes by and I did none of those things. If I’m honest with myself, I put writing off because I dislike it and I’m an overthinker. Yes, AI can write for me, but over time it becomes frustrating to get it to write exactly the way I want it.

Why now? I spend a lot of time overthinking things, and when it comes to writing, it’s worse—to the point where it causes so much anxiety that it takes me three days to finish a one-pager at work. I’m so concerned that I’ll miss a detail and be judged for it that, until it’s perfect, I don’t share it with anyone. That has an impact on my work. So how does one overcome this fear? By doing more of it, and doing it the hard way, without AI.

Begin before
you feel ready.

This wasn’t supposed to be about my work. This is about me and 38. I want to be able to look back next year at this post and see the change. This is the first public post I’ve made in a while. I don’t post on Facebook, I rarely share things on Instagram, and I post on Reddit every now and then, but that’s anonymous, so it doesn’t count.

What I’m choosing

I’ll challenge myself. I am going to write at least 26 posts in the next year. Even if it just summarizes two weeks’ worth of work, writing is writing. It’s not an ADR, but it’s practice for the next one.

I’m going to start a podcast. There’s so much to talk about, so many experiences to share. There’s so much change happening. What do people think about AI? Maybe I’m not even here next year because the robots took over. Let’s talk about startups, tech, kids, and everyday life.

Last but not least, I’m going to be a better father and a better husband than I was at 37. I don’t know how this will be measured. Maybe we’ll do a guest post or a podcast at 39. All I know is I’m nothing without my kid and my wife.

Here’s to 38, the year that changes it all.