Art, writing and other creative stuff
I like to run. It’s the one form of exercise that I consistently return to after falling off the taking-care-of-my-health wagon for the umpteenth time. I do not run fast. I do not take part in races (anymore) and my maximum distance is 15km. But I do really like to run. A couple of days ago, as I was plodding along in kilometre six of a ten kilometre trail, it suddenly occurred to me that running is a lot like writing or making art.
In five hundred years, when future humans look back at our period of history, what will be left to show of what our daily lives are like?
I’ve been thinking a lot about the word reset. Reset buttons are quite wonderful. When one has royally stuffed up, or something isn’t working properly, you can simply hit the button and start over with a clean slate. Of course, the downside is that some things can get lost.
