The Practice Log: Finding the Door When I Thought I Was Just Floating
Man, I gotta tell you, for the longest time, my work-life felt exactly like what they write in those goofy astrology blurbs about Pisces: pure intention, zero follow-through. I was the master of dreaming up the perfect system, the perfect side-hustle, the perfect schedule. I’d spend hours thinking about how awesome it was going to feel when it was finished. But then, I’d stop. I’d just… stall out.
I was drowning in possibilities. My digital desktop was a cemetery of half-started docs and folders named things like “BIG IDEA V3 FINAL.” It was a mess, and the constant feeling of being almost there but never actually there was eating my energy. It got to the point where I’d sit down to work and my chest would actually tighten up. I realized I was spending more energy feeling guilty about not working than I was actually working. Something had to give. I needed a switch, a total reset, a key to unlock the action that my head kept blocking.

This is where the idea of the “Get Better” key came in. It wasn’t about being perfect; it was about making a simple, daily dent. It was about measurable improvement over the paralyzing perfectionism. It was about rejecting the “feeling” of productive thinking and embracing the sweat of actual “doing.”
I started by completely stripping my process down. I literally stood up, walked away from the fancy monitor setup, and grabbed a three-dollar spiral notebook and a cheap pen. I needed a physical barrier between the endless digital world and the simple act of commitment. I was done with software dashboards and fancy Trello boards. I was going analog.
The Three-Step Daily Brutality
I dedicated a two-page spread in that notebook to the “Get Better” key every single night for the next day. This wasn’t a brainstorming session; this was a war plan. I wasn’t allowed to think big; I was forced to think small and immediate. The whole thing boiled down to three lists:
- THE STOP ORDER: I used to spend the first 60-90 minutes of my day “catching up” on news, checking non-critical email, and reading newsletters. I stopped that cold. The new rule: I was not allowed to look at anything that required passive input until 11 AM. I literally wrote this rule in ALL CAPS every night. I blocked the time.
- THE ONE STICK: This was the heart of the practice. I picked one, and only one, truly critical task for the day. Not five small tasks. Not one big project with ten steps. Just one deliverable. For example, “Finish the first draft of Module 3” or “Fix the bug in the payment gateway.” I committed 100% of my early morning energy to this task. I refused to open any other file or program until that one thing was complete. It had to be a commitment you couldn’t wiggle out of.
- THE TALLY: At the very end of the day, I flipped to a clean page and wrote down three things I actually finished. Not what I started, not what I planned, but what was 100% done and could be shoved out the door.
The first few weeks were a brutal grind. My brain revolted. I’d be halfway through the “One Stick” task and my mind would scream at me, telling me I needed to check my phone, or look up a completely unrelated piece of information, or just go make coffee again. I fought the internal chatter every single time. I forced my hands to stay on the keyboard, only working on that one thing. I started setting a timer and shutting off the Wi-Fi entirely for the first 90 minutes. I had to become the guard of my own focus.
The Realization of the “Better”
Around Day 45, I looked back at the notebook. I mean, I really studied those tally pages. Before this, my memory of what I finished was always vague—a general feeling of busyness. Now, the physical ink proved the lie. I had 45 pages of clearly defined, completed work. I wasn’t operating on a feeling anymore. I was operating on a record. I saw the evidence.
This simple act of daily, decisive action—the “Get Better” key—didn’t just make me slightly more productive. It completely rewired how I approached a problem. When a new idea pops up now, I don’t let myself spend three days researching the perfect tool. I ask: What is the single, measurable action I can take on this today that is better than doing nothing? And then I execute. I found that by only focusing on getting 1% better than I was the day before, the massive, overwhelming mountain I was staring at suddenly broke down into little, predictable steps that I could actually climb. It’s not magic; it’s just the consistent brutality of showing up and finishing the one thing you promised yourself.
That old dreamy, drifting Pisces energy? It’s still there, but now it has an engine bolted onto it. It’s driving, not just floating.
