Deep train thoughts
I’m on the train travelling close to the speed of sound, or 1100 km/h slower actually but it’s really fast nonetheless; the forests out the windows are smudged green though that’s probably because I’m not wearing my glasses right now.
I’m feeling this: I’m such a gifted artist and I’m such a promising writer, yet here I sit, navigating the constraints of jira. I love programming yet can’t remember last time I did any meaningful code changes, except that performance thing in Kotlin with the coroutines which I think about from time to time. That was months ago!
I ought to dedicate some time each week to further my artistic passions. Cause it feels meaningful to me; something like a meaningful way to express myself and also that I myself am often very happy with the results even though the chances of getting any renown are slim that is of little consequence, because I do these things for me. They have meaning to me and are therefore worthwhile endeavours.
I think it’s a mistake to believe that you have to get a bunch of income from your passions in order to be successful. I think that’s just bollocks! Not only that: it’s a ticket to misery and disappointment even though you might succeed.
Especially if you succeed.
I think the whole concept of what is successful needs some serious re work!! Who are successful nowadays? A bunch of cold arrogant ruthless selfish mean twats!! Who elbow their way to the top, maybe they are talented, maybe they’ve got talented people working for them, maybe they got silver spoons in each orifice!!
To me they are no role models at all. It’s the people showing kindness, who are lending a helping hand, who speaks up and who seeks no glory, only does what’s right for that very reason who are my role models!!
Ok