Falling behind.

Now, that was interesting. As I mentioned, I was a little bit busy cleaning up after an amazing and devastating party on Friday. That was followed by another get-together on Saturday, which then lead to not really getting out of bed on Sunday. It was beautiful. But it did have some effects on my Hiving.

I didn’t read and barely wrote.

Yesterday, as my brain was still soaked in dopamine, I was sitting in front of my laptop many times. Thinking about what to write. All my many, many chores before my vacation were done, and I had many experiences from the weekend. But though I was able to think and could’ve told so much, there was not much that I felt like sharing. I could’ve done a Splinterlands post, those don’t need much thinking. Or one of those “Lifestyle” posts, sharing all I did, with pictures of my happiness. But honestly, I didn’t want to. I just wanted relive within me for another day.

Or maybe forever.

A week or so ago, I mentioned in a comment that I’m looking forward to a vacation (it wasn’t planned then), with only my low-grade-cellphone-camera, so I would be looking at life through my own lenses. The natural ones. I was reminded of that again this weekend. I was surprised on how little pictures I took, on how much I was in the moment, not even thinking about publicity pictures to later gather more funds for Lily’s classroom.

Happiness, is that you?

The connection I felt on the weekend to my people was real and beautiful. Even friends that usually don’t come to this kind of events came – and they all regretted not bringing their instruments as I asked them, as the jamsession kept rolling. But we just had the instrument wander around and kept playing and laughing and drinking.

All analogue.

The absence of any necessity to digitalize this experience does interest me. It did spread further, there was kind of a resistance to come back to the digital world. I noticed that while writing my post for the weekend engagement. It didn’t come out too bad, but I missed the spark while writing it. The topic was a great exercise for me, and did bring me some insight as most of the times, but the connection wasn’t really there. It was mechanical, not passionate.

Read more, write less.

So I thought about my own preaching. How I always say that listening and comprehending are so important, even more important than speaking. That so many words are empty as they are needless. That being coherent is a better teacher than being eloquent. So, I started reading. Yes, I was thinking about maybe doing this post yesterday, but instead I wrote a ton of comments. Read through many articles. And found very interesting pieces, as always.

It took me hours.

I really tried to focus. To read carefully. As that focus slowly faded, I stopped and went to bed. Without writing my own daily article, a routine that I had done for a long time. It was too late anyway, the clock on the HIVE server had already gone to the next day. But that’s okay. Streaks are not that important, and the other day Galenkp wrote something about “posting for the sake of posting” in a comment. That still resonates.

Quality over quantity.

I read that in another article yesterday. Not sure which. It goes for both writing as well as taking pictures. Though, as a sub-skilled photograph, sometimes I need to take many pictures in order to get one right by accident. But this would go into photography philosophy. Which is a good topic for a post...

I’ll be off to my vacation now. Probably already am chilling in the Intag the time this article is published. Thinking about life, looking at it through my own lenses, snapping a picture just from time to time.

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