Benjamin Franklin’s day looked like this:
Mine looks a lot messier and more fragmented, including the sleep.
I especially like the “address Powerful Goodness” part of the morning. Was that some sort of meditation? He was “moderate in his attitude to relgion“, apparently, so perhaps it wasn’t scripture, just a bit of thinking time.
I wonder if his daysreally were always like this? Or was this the ideal and usually he was distracted. I suspect this kind of order requires domestic servants and/or an absence of young children in the house. And no early morning train commutes.
Or maybe there’s a way to squeeze some contemplation in at the start of the day. I probably tend to fire up the RSS or podcasts a little too early.