Being authentic means accepting the only person you will ever be: yourself. Accepting yourself is a path of self-knowledge, self-improvement and way to declutter your life of everything that is harming you or holding you back. It is a philosophy of selfishness but it is selfishness in the most positive sense imaginable.
Time and time again I have troubles motivating myself to do what must be done. I have a hard time accepting that I don't have a job I love or that I will never be a billionaire living a life of leisure. A lot of times I am thinking about why am I even doing this? And why do I even want to motivate myself? I was considering switching employers and even careers many times but in the end, I always realized that I would rather make time for what I love than corrupting something I love with the pursuit of money.
The pursuit of money has in the past corrupted one of my all-time favourite hobbies: programming. Entering the field I started doing it eight hours a day, the joy was gone and the mental energy to do side projects went with it. But it is good money and I am only doing it eight hours a day, five days of the week. Thinking about developers working overtime, putting in weekends and signing up for the “hustle culture” just makes me sad.
In the last “bags” post I have introduced my newest brightest, honeymoon period bag. I also mentioned that I mostly go dancing with a larger bag that fits my shoes, headphones, change of shirts and things that are essential for a day when I am away from home for a little more than twelve hours. And now, It also fits my smaller bag, so I don't have to move stuff between the two. Organizing my stuff while organizing my mind is hard enough and I take any crutch I can.
In the first of a series of three posts, I will talk about carrying the essentials and how the definition of “essentials” as well as the methods of carrying changed over the years.
I was always picky but never conscious of my EDC. I was always looking for the perfect setup to carry everything I wanted and for the last decade, my choice fell onto a two holster setup. We are not talking about guns mind you.
I am not doing anything productive. I am wasting away my days.
This was one of the lies I kept repeating while in lockdown. I believe that statements like these, the ones we keep repeating for ourselves always have some truths to them. The problem with these transient lies is that they are inner vocalizations of emotions that struggle to find the words they are looking for.
Turkish coffee is one of the oldest methods of brewing a cup, dating back to the 16th century. It's usually prepared in a long-handled vessel called an ibrik or cezve which is traditionally made out of copper or other metals. The original method involves using an open flame, digging the cezve into hot sand or putting it into the coals of a fire. Though cooktops have replaced fire pits lately, the ibrik is still the method of choice for making coffee at home in several parts of Europe, especially in the Balkans.