I didn’t time-travel this morning. But my brain did.
One second I’m scrolling news, inboxes, calendars, social media. The next, I’m a kid again, sitting on the carpet, cereal in hand, watching Saturday morning cartoons like nothing else in the world mattered. I can’t wait to meet my friends in the park and play some basketball and wiffle ball..
That wasn’t just nostalgia. That was my nervous system crying out,
“Please, make things simple again.”
We’re overwhelmed because we’re off-script.
You were never wired to process 10,000 micro-decisions a day. Your brain craves meaning. Your heart craves real connection. Your soul? It just wants five minutes without being pitched, pinged, or pulled apart. We especially don’t want those LinkedIn AI generated CPR (connect, pitched, removed) messages.
So we scroll back in time. Not because the past was perfect, but because it felt like we were present.
Today, most of us are just spectators in our own lives. Watching highlight reels we never approved. Chasing a version of success we didn’t define.
Here’s the truth most won’t tell you: You don’t need to do more. You need to rewrite the story.
Clarity beats complexity. Belief crushes burnout. Progress matters more than performance.
Nostalgia isn’t regression. It’s a reminder. Of who you were before the world got so loud. Of what still matters.
And the best part? You can start again.
Not with a to-do list. But with a new narrative.
One bite at a time. One bold belief at a time. The past isn’t calling you back. It’s pointing you forward.
