A thought sometime soon after moving to Taiwan:
I need to maintain one of he following to stay active: social life and excitement, caffeine, or exercise.
Of the primitive pleasures, there are: talking, exercise, food, and caffeine.
Starve one from these, and the person may do weird things.
There was so much time in a day. What the fuck happened to it today? I need to consume more of the world around me. I was ignoring too much. If I ignore the world, I can always watch a film, but I failed to do that. I just went through the day, meaningless.
Difficult to live and create simultaneously.
I’m waking up without reason, creativity. I really miss that. I’m unable to balance life and work. It distracts me from my personal direction. My motivation.
Of the advanced pleasures, there is creativity.
I question the study of a language. I am not a social person. I often see time of being social as a waste. It’s life, it’s fun, I remember it, but my brain is off. I’d rather be social with people I share work with.
The younger crowd in my class consume pop media, work at cafes and bars. I don’t want to be a part of that. I needed some social time because I’ve been traveling so much, but they don’t have to be long term friends. I need to create my own close friends. People with taste, intelligence, ambition. Life is great, but it’s not enough for me.
Class is not as motivating as art or work or life!
It seems a hierarchy exists. Creativity is more pleasurable than simply social activity. This harks the old thought of choosing New York for creativity or Taipei for simple pleasures.