Something of a kind...
Recently I've been feeling overwhelmed. I have so many interests, so many things I want to read, or learn, or practice. My list of books to read keeps growing, and I am already exhausted from the little I have actually read so far. This acutally stems from the inordinate emphasis I place on the intellectual realm: things to be learned, knowledge to gain, skills to acquire. And most of this, on a…
Let me now turn to talk about the one thing that I enjoy most. It is language learning. It is the one thing in which I have ever managed to stay consistent. It gives me a sense of progress and something not too difficult to engage with during my first cup of coffee early in the morning. It brings me close to the world and makes me feel I am spending my time in a useful way, even if it's not…
I often write in order to "think out loud", so to speak. Two different things are going through one's own train of thought privately, and trying to convey it to someone else. Some stuff that seems to make sense, when uttered to another human being suddenly sound stupid. That is one reason I like to come and write blog posts. I also imagine there is a kind of conversation going on. Not a one-to-one…