My commute is 90 minutes each way and for the longest time I just spent the whole thing scrolling my phone, nothing in particular, just scrolling. Told myself back in January this was the year I’d read more and then did nothing about it for months.
Finally started keeping an actual paperback in my bag and forcing myself to open it on the bus instead of my phone. No other rule than that, just had to be a real book, not an app.
First week was kind of annoying honestly, I’d catch myself reaching for my phone out of habit a few times a ride. By week 2 it got easier. Did this for 3 weeks straight and actually finished a full book, something like 280 pages, which I haven’t managed in ages with work and my kid’s stuff eating up everything else.
Didn’t fix the bigger problem of barely having time that’s just mine, still working on that part. But the 90 minutes stopped feeling like dead time.
The cats still don’t care either way, they’re just waiting by the door when I get home like always.