Cats, good books, AI, and religious walking in the city of Sofia
I have unproductive days when I can’t figure out where did all my time go. I don’t think I often have lazy days, assuming lazy means inactive. All the days feel so full of todo items, including weekend and vacation days.
I also push us to do the 10k steps per day, which doesn’t encourage inactivity.
I certainly felt more grown up in my teenage years than in my forties. I’m not shy of playing football, chess, or uno. I read and collect gamebooks. However, if we try to be serious, maybe around 31.
I likely truly felt like a grown up when I faced life-altering uncertainty. One needs to crash, burn, and learn how to admire the beauty of life despite the temporary nature of everything. Needs to learn hot to be kind even in situations that do not inspire kindness. To appreciate the past, not only the future. That type of growth doesn’t happen overnight, it requires time, good examples by other people, books, and inspiration.
I don’t think that was quite possible before my 30s. I felt immortal back then.
Good job to whoever came up with this writing prompt! I have two candidates.
I’m now after 10k steps/day average over the course of a year and climbing Vihren in 2025.
I’ll go a bit outside of the box here and link to two comic strips series which I follow:
Memories are not set in stone. They change and merge, slightly twist and bend the past according to our needs. I recently discovered that there was no way I played Heroes of Might and Magic 3 in high school, given that it was released 2 years after I graduated. I always thought that this was the game I played the most as a kid, and there’s no way it happened because the years don’t match. I probably played HoMM3 later and my memories of playing HoMM1 and 2 merged with the third version. This twisting and bending is a good thing to be aware of when holding strong beliefs.
Here’s an issue where I keep changing my mind. I hated cars and though I’d never have one. Then I got a small one (Clio 1). I lived in that thing, drove it so much. Then I got a larger one where I co-habited with a mouse. Then I got an SUV. Got back to a family sedan. Then I thought electric cars are the future and started looking for ways to own one. Followed Elon Musk on Twitter before he got political. Then I realized electric cars are still cars and you move 2 tons of iron and plastic to save yourself a few minutes per day at the expense of your health and other people’s health.
Now I think cars should be used as a last resort. People should rather ride horses than drive cars for their daily commute. Who knows what I’ll think on the same subject next year.
Meanwhile, walking gives me content like this for my blog. Had no idea there is an autumn crocus.
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