Throughout most of human history, we had placed our belongings on the ground. Our beds; a mattress on the ground. Our pots and pans; on a fire on the ground. Our children, somewhere, on the ground.
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Mountains, fields and such stretch out to the horizon. Only occasionally, however, do we let our eyes gaze so far. Much of the time they stare a feet in front of us. This makes the muscles behind them tight.
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I cut my hair, or let it grow, and then look in the mirror to find my reflection astray. A moment later it hits me. My beard, or whatever thereof, is now at an inappropriate level relative to my hair.
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There is a sadness in pixelated realities that only the virtual wanderer would ponder upon.
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I recently encountered the word ‘Sonder’. It refers to the realisation that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own. Pretty nifty.
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