I don't know how I've done it, but somehow I've reached a zen-like state where I just don't worry about this shit. I haven't ruthlessly optimised my day, I just

I don't know how I've done it, but somehow I've reached a zen-like state where I just don't worry about this shit. I haven't ruthlessly optimised my day, I just deal with shit when I deal with it and everything works out fine. I usually have time to watch some TV with my flatmate, or head to the pub for a couple of pints with a mate. How does it take 2 hours to cook dinner? It takes me at most 15 minutes of engaged time to cook dinner. Apparently it takes 2 hours for the author to go to the gym too. I think the author just needs to chill out and stop worrying about shit.