Being happy is difficult. Suffering is inevitable. I try to avoid suffering, but in doing so can suffer in myself.
Time is relative. I have enjoyed times of hedonism, of being an outsider or seeking the solace and status of the group.
I have played some games, but only playing Pillars of Eternity 1 made me happy. I am looking to play more of the second one.
Over the past two weeks I have spent far too much time on social media, being dragged into discussions that are irritating and wasting my time.
Social media is like soda: enjoy a little bit in moderation. Like the art I play, it cannot be everything. When I was younger, I wrote 'either side of the middle line screams freedom'. Now at 40, or almost 40, I seek moderation.
There is a reason that I do not engage with too many arguments publicly beyond a bit of my blog and my classroom. But perhaps it is because I want an easy life. Or perhaps because I am insecure in my status, I do not seek to better myself.
I am not as intelligent as I think I am. I scraped my AAAs, not securing ideal grades at GCSE. I read reasonably well, but not as well as many others. I have some intellectual wisdom, but emotionally I lack control. There are things I would like to change, but I want the courage to somehow sense and accept the cultural context (urgh, what a word), the way things are.
Day to day my BBB has ensured I leave each day with some feeling that it was worthy. However, the angst of living still hits me. Perhaps it is because:
a) I do not feel day to day living is purposeful.
b) I lack the powers of concentration that I really admire.
c) I am actually worried because of COVID.
I would like to live more closely connected in my day to day.
I should also like to research SEO.
Is there a way of tracking my ambitions?
In response to these words I edited 'Bacon' to be better managed over a longer period of time.
Maybe I need to start each day with 'Bacon'.