I don't feel like being particularly deep today. I had a whole thing prepared about finding the optimum distance-away a person needs to be to make it inappropriate to hold the door open for them, but I've decided against it.
I was also wondering whether adventure could still be adventure if it was neither fun nor enjoyable. I got into a whole head-spin about the reason why we go on adventures in the first place and whether that motive itself shapes our journey and our experience - and whether it matters.
Too much for today though isn't it? I feel way simpler than that.
The older I get the more I like simplicity. It's turning out to be very powerful: in writing, in music, in thinking. And we over-complicate... Well I do... over-complicate almost everything! Does it need to be so difficult?
Tricky though, when you're naturally quite deep.
I don't know how yet, but it occurs to me that this might be part of my engineering solution to that boiling frustration I talked about the other day. Making things too complex and deep and clever might actually be working against me.
What if simplicity is a key to all of this? What if it really is quite easy - just say it how it is, don't be arty, intelligent or fancy. Don't worry about being cryptic or coded, or ultra-defensive or wary around people who actually do like you. Just be real. Be simple, and don't worry about it.
I don't know. Seems like there's lots to think about there - but for me, if building a kind of Heath-Robinson convoluted-machine out of your life just leads to that skin-flaking, head-spinning, volcano-producing frustration, well maybe keeping it simple is the answer after all.
If someone's behind you, hold the door open for them. If they're half a mile away, don't make them run, out of politeness. Keep it simple.
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