BOREDOM. I used to be concerned that life might peter into monotonous predictability, but I failed to account for the degree to which absurdity can bloom and grow. Whatever is headed our way, we’ll never see it coming.
I am not sure whether this is meant to be aspirational, by frequency, or by the appeal of the place. I’m also not sure what level of granularity to use. So, I will arbitrarily go with the countries (and things that quack like a country) that I’ve most enjoyed traveling in, placed in no particular order: – Taiwan; – Vietnam; – India; – Peru; – United States; – Kenya; – Georgia (Republic of); – Thailand; – Korea; and Kyrgyzstan.
NOTE: This list is not stable, and I hope to add and knock off some in the near future.
Recognize that your experience of the world is not the world, itself. You have tremendous (potentially complete) control over the former, but virtually no control over the latter. #SakshiBhava
No. I do not think everything happens for a reason, but I do think it is beneficial to see the positive in challenging life events. Both approaches serve to keep one from feeling victimized by life, but the latter doesn’t require that one believe in some grand architect twiddling the dials on one’s life events — and isn’t a Panglossian rationalization.
Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen Keep your eyes wide The chance won't come again And don't speak too soon For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who That it's namin' For the loser now Might be later to win For the times they are a changin'
From “The Times They Are a-Changin'” Bob Dylan (1963 – from the eponymously named album.)
