Published: 02.01.2026
I did a 36-minute session today and added another minute to the duration. I am starting to really like this idea of increasing the time by just one minute every day. It feels like a sustainable way to build tolerance for sitting in nothingness, without turning it into a test of willpower. Slowly stretching the boundary feels more feasible than forcing a big jump, especially if the goal is to reach 60 minutes without dreading it.
As for the session itself, it was remarkable in its own way, even though it did not feel particularly calm. I did not fall asleep at all today. I think part of that is because I am more rested in general, and part of it is probably because I took a shower before, which helped me feel more awake and settled going in. The mental chatter, though, was loud again. Today felt especially difficult in terms of staying anchored. I could not stay with the breath for long stretches before the mind started it’s wandering. Thoughts kept pulling me in different directions - replaying parts of last night, drifting into college memories, thinking about the company, planning company goals. Moving back and forth between the past and the future without staying anywhere for very long. It felt scattered and restless, and there were moments where it seemed like I was doing a particularly bad job at this. But I guess this is how it’s supposed to be - it’s what this process looks like on the inside. Some days will feel steadier, and some days will feel messy. For now, the only real task is to stay with it and keep returning, minute by minute.