If, as the saying goes, time is precious, why do we spend so much time wishing time away? I don’t think time is precious at all, merely irreplaceable.
Category: <span>Depression</span>
Living in denial of who you are is sad. Having clarity about who you are is scary. And wondrous.
One thing I do to control my mental health problems is to fill the time gaps so I don’t dwell on them. Lately I’ve been filling the gaps with something useful, for additional benefits.
It is an axiom of engineering that “when it’s time for trains, you get trains.” In other words, when the conditions for a technology are right, it emerges, often simultaneously in…
Post WWII we created this weird idea of “retirement,” of working until 60ish, and then…stopping. I’d rather not.