A breath of air when I’m suffocating.
A drink of water when I’m thirsty.
A bit of bread when I’m hungry.
Sleep when I’m weary.
Company when I’m lonely.
A breath of air when I’m suffocating.
A drink of water when I’m thirsty.
A bit of bread when I’m hungry.
Sleep when I’m weary.
Company when I’m lonely.
The one thing I learned in High School was that I really should have learned more than one thing in High School.
I’ve embraced the Crazy. #embracethecrazy
Playfully. Followed by enthusiastically, and – finally – naked.
孙子兵法, i.e. “The Art of War” by Sunzi (孙子) is one that I can and have read more than twice.
I’m not a huge re-reader, but others include “Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras,” “Hamlet,” “Leaves of Grass,” and Miyamoto Musashi’s “Book of Five Rings.” Translated literature is often good for more than one read because translations vary so much.
Tom Sawyer. I have zero capacity to convince anyone that whitewashing is powerful fun. It’s a skill I envy.
Cats and dogs are great pets. Crocodiles and Hippopotami are the worst.
Operating a car crusher seems like it would be satisfying. Any activity that goes with the flow of increasing entropy would be a nice change. Most human endeavor feels Sisypheanly futile.
Summer: Gymnastics and Diving because it all seems impossible.
Winter: Short Track Speed Skating because of its high-speed crashes, and Curling because it’s mesmerizing like a slow-motion crash.
First, I would have to figure out what my community is.