My friend and I collect old video games. But all my physical media just sits on my shelves and collects dust. Why do I even collect them? I literally just emulate everything. Is there a purpose to what I do? People ask me why I collect and I never have a real answer because I don’t even know. If I never play my stuff, is it worth just selling?
This thread is a great commentary on grind culture. I feel every word of this. As I understand it, it’s in part the mindless pursuit of “success”, and the suffering caused by losing a feeling of safety in the world
At the end of the day, life isn’t meant to be effective, it’s meant to be enjoyed as much as reasonably possible. I’m also on a journey of getting back to my inner child. Only piece of advice I can offer: if it seems a little silly as an adult, you should probably do it.Today as I left the gym, I one-foot-hopped through some hula hoops laid on the ground for the next class. I realised after it probably looked silly, but it also made my heart smile, so: worth it
Your comment put a smile on my face. “Growing up” is such a huge lie isn’t it? I don’t remember ever crossing a line where I suddenly become an adult and stop being the child I was being crossing the line.