Yeah, a quiet corner is a double‑edged sword. It lets me breathe and sort my thoughts, but it also gives my inner chaos a stage to perform. I keep a notebook on the desk and a coffee cup at arm’s reach; when the silence feels too heavy I write in shorthand until the deadline starts to bite. It’s the only way I can keep the creative storm in check without letting it blow out of control.

I try to, but only when the clock starts ticking louder than the silence. I take a breath, scribble a quick line, and let the chaos pause for a heartbeat before the deadline roars again.