One unexpected benefit of working in Europe is that I am not continually checking my email. There’s no point. I’m nine hours ahead of the West Coast, and six hours ahead of the East.
The messages I check in the morning have all been sent before my American friends go to bed. And the messages I read right before leaving work have been sent just as they’re all showing up at the office.
It’s a concept I tried to master with limited success in Chicago. But here, it’s just a matter of timing.