It feels like I’m entering a new phase in life. Among other things, I’ve moved to a different town, and I have a lot of impressions that I might write about someday if I don’t forget about them. It was hard to find time for writing since moving takes a lot of time and energy. But, on the other hand, I enjoyed not being productive. I enjoyed not having the constant background stress of tasks to be completed or side projects to be released. It’s funny how I feel guilty when I don’t work a lot, but when I work in an unhealthy and unsustainable way, my conscience is clear.
This is wonderful! I am a big believer in abandoning any book that doesn't feel like joy to read. There are simply too many books to read to allow yourself to be caught up on the ones you are 'supposed' to read.
Great essay shime. If I were to sum it up in a word it would be: authentic. There was certainly no pretending, snobbery, or bullshit here - just honesty and humility. This was really refreshing.
I loved this piece! so wonderfully thoughtful and boldly vulnerable. Thanks for sharing.
This is wonderful! I am a big believer in abandoning any book that doesn't feel like joy to read. There are simply too many books to read to allow yourself to be caught up on the ones you are 'supposed' to read.
Great essay shime. If I were to sum it up in a word it would be: authentic. There was certainly no pretending, snobbery, or bullshit here - just honesty and humility. This was really refreshing.