Sometimes, when I feel the twin pressures of age and ambition, I remind myself that the only thing I HAVE to do is get really old. Getting old will be an achievement.

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Not in a “I’m going to be lame and give up“ way but feeling some of the pressures from youth to somehow conquer the world subside has actually been so liberating. Maybe I can actually create something useful and of value now :)
Feb 2, 2024
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Being in your 30s and 40s isn’t old as you probably picture. Now, if you have a family and a mortgage you’ll have more responsibilities. And your body might not be what it once was. But mentally, I don’t feel different. I completely forget I’m not the same age as people in their 20s when I interact with them. To answer your question, I suggest sorting the things that you only can do when you have fewer responsibilities (traveling for a long stretch, moving to a new city, quitting your job, working out and exercising). Do those things now, and remember you can do a lot in the decades to come, too (e.g., I didn’t start going to concerts until I was 40) (Also, I sincerely apologize to everyone in their 20s who is working their ass off just to get by!)
Nov 23, 2024
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“how can a person know everything at eighteen, but nothing at twenty-two” life truly humbles you. as you start growing older, you stop only chasing the big things, and start valuing the little things too. being able to weave stories of experiences and begin applying them—integrating the lessons and learning curves. in the past few hours of being eighteen, ive learnt how limited our time on earth truly is. i was advised (perhaps even lectured) that i shouldn’t try to defy nature’s course with futile attempts to “age gracefully”, but to rather age with mischief, audacity and a good story to tell. beyond grateful for the love that surrounds me, and the love that i am bound to give out.
Dec 22, 2024

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No screen Sundays. If I want to listen to music its CDs or radio. If I want to watch a movie, no I don’t. If I want to see a friend, I will make plans with them on Friday or Saturday to meet up. As a result, I read more, write more, and sit with questions like “did Citizen Kane‘s 50 year winning streak in the Sight and Sound critics choice survey end in 2012 or 2022? When did Stephen Merritt come out? Whats the etymology of Whitsun?“ This is something that I have practiced off and on for many years but I’ve been doing it every week since December and I love the way that it just allows me one day of true freedom and rest.
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My calendar this year has 52 of these week at a glance pages but I don’t think that way. So, I've been inspired by Ross Gay’s Book of Delighs to start recording the little moments and sensations that bring me joy throughout the day. An analog pi.fyi, if you will. heres some of what I have so far: - Waking up to the sound of my upstairs neighbor‘s footstep. It sounded nostalgic. Felt like company. - Strawberry jam - feeling tender for strangers: their lips, nail colors, their small wrists. Thinking of all the lives we hold gently. - A young girl bought an LP at the bookstore just before I left. She stroked its cover with love - Green tiles —the mint shade always makes me think of Jancie - Charlie’s little bop and punch dancing to some German language punk - lunch with Katherine, curry Brussels sprouts - small talk at the photo studio. The photographer's brother was named after their dad, stole his identity, bought jet skis.