I'm sitting in my room, writing my email for the day.
My three monitors, one in the middle of my view and the other ones to the side, turned on in front of me while the fourth one—a TV I use to watch shows and movies—is turned off.
Immediately beneath those three monitors is my piano.
I like being able to play on it at a moment's notice. It helps me get more practice in than I would if it were located somewhere in another room—environmental design at its finest.
Beneath my piano are both my keyboard and my mouse. My desk is like a carefully crafted and intricate design constructed with different floors to neatly put everything at the right height.
In front of my desk I have this nice, big, cosy reclining chair. You know. The type of chair you think about when I tell you to imagine a director sitting in his chair, feet resting on his desk, enjoying his single-malt whisky and smoking a cigar or something.
Anyway, I've been working on this email for about 5 minutes now when I suddenly look at the time and realize I have to do something else—don't ask me what, I don't remember.
2 hours pass.
I still haven't gotten back to that email. I didn't even think about that email in those 2 hours.
Suddenly I remember and immediate panic strikes.
I hadn't finished that email. But it ended up being scheduled to send out anyway. I pick up my phone. Unlock it. Open up my email. And there it is.
My unfinished email.
The subject line reads, "fill in later", blank subheadline, and the email it self. Oh boy the contents of it. Three sentences of introduction, all talking about a different topic followed by a listicle of 10 unfinished and typo-filled transitions, only to end with a half-written word which reads, "stu-…".
That's my email. My email which had been mailed to over 600 people on my list.
I started panicking. Not knowing how I could've let this happen.
Until I woke up and realized this way all a dream.
Now I don't know if this has anything to do with the fact that I took the day off yesterday. But dreaming about writing an email? A failed one as well? That's definitely a first.
Look this is the point at which I normally share an insightful lesson about the story I just told you. But I have no idea what's going on myself.
So let me just tell you that email is great and most people don't start dreaming about sending out unfinished emails (or at least I don't think they do).
Anyway, if you like to learn more about writing proper and finished email yourself, then go here: https://alexvandromme.gumroad.com/l/SME