Internetless Sunday was… nice, for lack of a better word. No internet = no needless Googling of random words or ideas or people that came to my head, no compulsive website-hopping, no streaming of videos, no podcast-listening, no going down pointless and ultimately uninteresting and time-wasting Internet-rabbit-holes.
All in all, lovely. Internetless Sunday will become a regular thing from now on.
Sunday is my internetless day. A new year experiment of sorts. I’ll report back on Monday.
Till then I leave you with this quote:
“The bad news is you’re falling through the air, nothing to hang on to, no parachute. The good news is, there’s no ground.”
— Chögyam Trungpa
Worth at least a few listens, especially if you want to start the new year right.
I’ve just discovered that I can publish to my blog directly from Ulysses, which means… I no longer have to use the horrible WordPress editor. Yes!
Anyway, it’s so good to have a blog. It’s just really nice to have a safe place to write in. It’s nice also to know that when people are here, they are here. And while they are here, they can choose to linger for as long as they want to or move on, but what they will never feel is the pressure to engage. No need to like, comment, or share. Because here, nobody cares about those things.
“I spent the whole day in my head
Do a little spring cleanin’
I’m always too busy dreamin’
Well, maybe I should wake up instead
A lot of things I regret, but I just say I forget
Why can’t it just be easy?
Why does everybody need me to stay?
Oh, I hate the feelin’
When you’re high, but you’re underneath the ceilin’
Got the cards in my hand, I hate dealin’, yeah
Get everything I need, then I’m gone, but it ain’t stealin’
Can I get a break?
I wish that I could just get out my goddamn way
What is there to say?
There ain’t a better time than today
Well, maybe I’ll lay down for a little, yeah
Instead of always tryin’ to figure everything out
And all I do is say sorry
Half the time I don’t even know what I’m sayin’ it about
Good news, good news, good news
That’s all they wanna hear
No, they don’t like it when I’m down
But when I’m flyin’, oh
It make ’em so uncomfortable
So different, what’s the difference?
When it ain’t that bad
It could always be worse
I’m runnin’ out of gas, hardly anything left
Hope I make it home from work
Well, so tired of bein’ so tired
Why I gotta build somethin’ beautiful just to go set it on fire?
I’m no liar, but
Sometimes the truth don’t sound like the truth
Maybe ’cause it ain’t
I just love the way it sound when I say it, yeah
It’s what I do
If you know me, it ain’t anything new
Wake up to the moon, haven’t seen the sun in a while
But I heard that the sky’s still blue, yeah
I heard they don’t talk about me too much no more
And that’s the problem with a closed door
Good news, good news, good news
That’s all they wanna hear
No, they don’t like it when I’m down
But when I’m flyin’, oh
It make ’em so uncomfortable
So different, what’s the difference?
There’s a whole lot more for me waitin’ on the other side
I’m always wonderin’ if it feel like summer
I know maybe I’m too late, I could make it there some other time
I’ll finally discover
That there’s a whole lot more for me waitin’
That there’s a whole lot more for me waitin’
I know maybe I’m too late, I could make it there some other time
Then I’ll finally discover
That it ain’t that bad, ain’t so bad
Well, it ain’t that bad, mm
At least it don’t gotta be no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
Hey, hey
Mm, hey, mm, mm, mm”
A wonderful night of the warmest friendship. Merry Christmas and happy new year, my friends (if you’re reading this, you’re a friend, even if we haven’t met before).
PS: All photos by my Fujifilm X100V of course 😉
I can’t stop admiring my new camera. And somehow, this gold soft release button looks quite good on this particular body (normally I’d have gone for black or red).
“These aren’t the only reasons I killed my Facebook page. I also did it because nobody I know is able to actually consume what is offered via the interface. My primary need as a guy that makes things is UNDIVIDED ATTENTION. That is what I’m after, and social media is the LAST place you will ever find it. In fact, the volume of information, advertising, messaging and liking is so far beyond any realistically consumable level I feel you are in essence guaranteeing nobody will pay attention to whatever it is you choose to post. Informational heartbeats, lost in a lifecycle akin to the blink of a eye.”
– Daniel Milnor
“Learn to like what doesn’t cost much.
Learn to like reading, conversation, music.
Learn to like plain food, plain service, plain cooking.
Learn to like fields, trees, brooks, hiking, rowing, climbing hills.
Learn to like people, even though some of them may be different…different from you.
Learn to like to work and enjoy the satisfaction of doing your job as well as it can be done.
Learn to like the songs of birds, the companionship of dogs.
Learn to like gardening, puttering around the house, and fixing things.
Learn to like the sunrise and sunset, the beating of rain on the roof and windows, and the gentle fall of snow on a winter day.
Learn to keep your wants simple and refuse to be controlled by the likes and dislikes of others.”
– Lowell L. Bennion