Tag: Brain Reclaim

Create More Than You Consume. Much More. Exponentially More.

“It actually makes me feel better knowing you’re not doing so great.” This line comes from one of my friends, but there’s no reason to take offense. As it goes, misery loves company. This has sat in drafts for a while. I wasn’t sure how to approach the idea of “everyone’s having a tough go,…
Consolidation to Reduce Anxiety

Too many apps. Too many profiles. Too many inboxes. Not enough of the right attention going to the right places. The joke used to be: the first step to any new business idea is securing the domain name. The result was a lot of clever domain names that were registered even though they never went…
I Am Bad at Sharing Ideas

I came across On Idea Hoarding. Damnit, it’s me. Stop hoarding your best ideas. Just put them out there, immediately. This isn’t a new problem, I just have horrible ways of coping with it. Early on, I had a notebook that I would keep in addition to all of the other notebooks to jot down…
Your Apps Are Worthless

The more apps I use, the more things I need to tend, the less energy I have to write/ read/ nap/ think/ whatever. Think of it like “app zero.”
Entertained to the Death of It

The viewers of Entertainment can’t look away and their bodies rot while they watch TV. Why read a book when you can scroll through Instagram? Why read the history of the news report when the headline gives you just enough to keep up at social hour? Why have a salad when you can get the…
All The Good Stuff Is At The Bottom

“Having to read footnotes resembles having to go downstairs to answer the door while in the midst of making love.”
I Won’t Like It

It’s not that I think pop culture creates sub-par stuff. It’s how we’re asked to perceive popular culture that steps on the significance it could have. We’re not asking questions or critiquing it – we’re just giving it a thumbs up/down and then moving on to the next thing.
What The Hell Is a Hobby?

This all reminds me of Parkinson’s Law: work contracts to fit the time you give it. My goal is fairly simple: restrict my “work” to 15 hours a week. Three, five-hour days sounds simple enough. But when someone asks what I do for a living I sardonically respond: “Whatever the hell I want.” This makes…
The Audacity Doing Something You Might Enjoy.

“This is selfish,” I say. “And that’s the point.”
Notes on Disinspiration Pt. 2

Perhaps, then, this is what it is to simply live. Create, yes, but continually create into something different. More? Improved? Of the moment?