How To Escape The Life You Hate (The Simple Habit That Changed Everything)

How I get to live my dream life

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This story sounds crazy, but I swear it’s true.

Yesterday I woke at 6:13 am to the stillness of a world not yet awake. A quiet victory. I stepped into the kitchen and made my latte with fresh beans. A small ritual before stepping into the work that mattered.

By 7.01 am my fingers found the keyboard. My Sonos humming with soft, mellow tunes. The first twenty minutes are always a battle, the mind resisting, looking for exits. But discipline is muscle. And I’ve learned to build this routine.

At 8:31 am my timer whispered: time’s up. I pushed some caffeine into a flask and stepped outside. The air was crisp, the canal mirroring the sky. The geese fought in the water, their honks sharp, urgent. I smiled. They were always fighting. Always making noise. Always alive.

By 9:03 am I was back at my desk, writing again. The digital product I was building had my attention now. Creating something from nothing. Taking an idea and shaping it. Some days it feels effortless. Others like today, are tough to get going. But I show up anyway.

At 10:33 am my alarm told me it was time to step away. I obeyed. I’ve learned small breaks make for longer stamina.

By 11.02 am I was in a different rhythm — routine work, the necessary but less demanding tasks. Emails, admin, small fires to put out. But here’s my secret joy. By this point, I’d already won the day. Two writing sessions in. The rest is a bonus.

By noon, I stepped away completely. The afternoon was mine. Some days, I meet a friend for coffee. But today, I run through the woods. Enjoying my encounter with nature. Then I read, tickling my brain with entertaining words. I chat with my wife, who works from home. We weave small conversations into the day, keeping us connected.

At 4 pm I return to my laptop for my favorite part of the day: learning. Nothing sharpens me like new ideas. I read content from writers I admire and watch videos that push my thinking. This practice fuels my writing.

Evenings are simple — cooking, time with friends, a Netflix series. Life is made in these moments.

But it wasn’t always like this.

A secret fear

What really scares me is this.

Waking up one day and realizing I’ve wasted my life waiting. Waiting for the perfect moment. Waiting for permission. But then I realising I’ve run out of time.

Living with regret is surely the worst way to go.

Most people sit on the sidelines. They overthink. And give in to self-doubt. And years from now, they’ll wonder what could have been. Don’t let that be you.

Writing changed my life.

I didn’t grow up dreaming of being a writer. I had no clue what the creator economy was. But the internet has changed the game. Suddenly ordinary people can get paid to share ideas. To write about what they love. To help others in the process.

I had zero writing experience. Zero business experience. And as I approached 50, I figured my best days were behind me. Turns out I was dead wrong. I made $8000+ last month.

If I can do this, trust me — so can you.

The power is in your hands. It doesn’t take luck. It doesn’t take a fancy qualification. It takes one simple habit:

500 words. 5 days a week. 52 weeks.

Do that, and you’ll be stunned at what happens.

Derek

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