I don't know how many times I would drive from point A to point B and ask myself "how did I get here?"
Or the countless afternoons I spent time and energy preparing dinner only to inhale my meal while watching Netflix and texting.
It didn't become a concern until I found myself saying "where did the time go" more frequently.
Describe a time when you caught yourself living on autopilot.
What percentage of your day do you feel fully focused on whatever it is you're doing at that moment?