Last year, Sameer made a list of moments of joy— moments he held on to as the days passed, and this year he may do the same:
"It’s my small way of grasping hold of what’s important, and of being able to tell the story of a life well lived."
I was feeling extra secluded & disconnected in recent months, and have lacked any real creative outlet for far too long.
Solution? I channeled my teenage self and picked up wargamming again.
Building and painting, then connecting with others over a table top. Seems to be clicking & helping.
When you've scheduled a meeting with best intentions, only to find out that it was nothing more than business development from the other party's perspective. Ugh.
But the first lesson reading teaches is how to be alone.
The Reader in Exile (1995) by Jonathan Franzen
