Good morning, John. Uh, Katherine and I have been getting up at what I consider to be a sort of, um, evil time of the day every morning for the last couple of weeks, uh, and going on a walk. I find this to be wonderful. We get to talk about what's gonna happen today, what's bugging us. It gives me time to think about big decisions or new ideas or just sing songs to myself or out loud, whatever every morning. Uh, there's a different song in my head. And I find this to be true all the time, actually. I think Rocky Horror, Lamb Chop, Max Box 20. Always, there's always one there. Why is that? Why is my brain set up for there to always be a song in it? Just waiting for me to like check it and see like, what is it right now? Oh, Bonnie Rape. Let's give them something in a talk of the-anyway. I really like doing this thing. It has made my life noticeably better, I'm less stressed out, and the sunrises can be pretty great. But every morning when I get out of bed to put on my long underwear on and jump into the frigid pre-dawn Montana air. There is nothing in the world that I want to do more than get back into that warm, soft bed. I live an amazingly pampered life. There are hundreds of people all around my town who will for a small fee of make food for me and then clean up after me. There are several different holes in my house that hot water falls out of whenever I want it to. And for the last eight years or so, I've had a job that allows me to get out of bed whenever I want. And so I have slept in the majority of those days. But I have pretty good evidence that staying in bed does not actually make me happier or fuel better. So every single morning the question is pretty pressing. And do I do the thing that will make me happy right now or the thing that will make me happier in the long term? Not even that long term really. We're talking like 20 minutes from now. And remarkably, it's really hard to do the thing that will make me happier 20 minutes from now and for the entire rest of the day. Because me now doesn't care about me 20 minutes from now. I just want to get back at the bed. I've also been thinking about this ever since I made that video about vegetarianism and how I am not a vegetarian despite the fact that I should be and I know I should be. I've gotten a lot of messages saying, dude, suck it up. Dumbledore said it himself. You got to choose between what is right and what is easy or something like that. And I feel you vegetarians who were mostly very nice and sometimes not at all. I have no scientific evidence for this. But sometimes I feel like you can only do so many things you don't want to do before you just accidentally eat a whole ice cream cake. I'm amazed by some people's ability to do hard things all day long forever. Particularly parents. I don't know how this happens. I'm amazed by you. But it's hard to do the hard thing. That's why they call it the hard thing. And it's harder for some people to do the hard thing than others. And it's harder at some times than other times. Like I haven't had sad times lately despite the fact that there's going to be a new Harry Potter book and also we confirmed the existence of gravitational waves which are like two of the hankiest good news is ever. I mean, not even I talk about why I haven't had sad times because it's too sad. So I'm going to put it in the description. But I do know what I should do are the things that help me do the hard thing more. Showing myself every morning that I'm a happier because I did a thing I didn't want to do. Working on my ability to consciously be having a positive effect on myself and also on the people in the world around me is really important. And I always want to be driving toward that. But I also don't want to hate myself when I mess up. And I have no tips for how to not do the easy thing in any given moment except to just do it and not let your conscious mind get too caught up in that decision. Because man, it's good at rationalizing and being like, you know, you can go back to bit. Don't worry about it. Just you can get up in about 15 more minutes by which I mean two and a half hours. Just jump into that cold pool of the thing you don't want to do. And if you can't, don't be too hard on yourself. John, I'll see you on Tuesday.