When i quit gaming for several months, i didnt feel different. In fact i felt a little lost.
I get the impression that whatever i do is just for my own self gatification.
Its like i need to set my mind on something to escape in or else i go crazy.
right now I realise that i have been wasting a lot of time trying to find a new hobby.
And when i look at everyong else, its kinda the same thing. Everyone i know either has a passion in, music, reading, running, exercising, photos, posting on social networks, etc etc etc.
Im not exactly sure what im gong to decide to do from here out really.
The long weekend has given me a lot of introspection about the future. And im just realising that ive wasted a lot of time doing things that arent worth my time.
Remember my last post how i said books are a waste of time?
Well i guess i have an answer for myself. Do something that you think is worth your time.
Do something that brings out your humanity, that marks you as a person. We shouldn’t worry about temporary things. Books crumble, keepsakes rust, love letters fade over time. But in some sense, these useless things leave a permanent echo in your soul. It ripples across time and space.
Just like when one drops a stone in a lake. After a period of time, the water appears to fall still. When we look closer, or even on the horizon, one can see tiny miniscule waves that reflect off the amber lights. The ripples might appear to have stopped. But we just can’t see it. Only visible to those who look closely enough.