[Notes] 20180825

After reading the book all afternoon, I wrote a letter to send to a friend from afar, and if the weather permits tomorrow, I will go rock climbing.

It is a terrible thing to live the present life seriously. First, time is getting faster, and it is no longer possible to avoid many delays. Second, in the Internet age, we have long relied on seeing other people's news to live with others. In the illusion of familiarity, focus on the present moment, and the illusion will be debunked. People are all alone, the connection that people living in the moment can have is so small, and the connection that lives in delusion is so weak, maybe one can only decide which kind of loneliness to live in.

I suggested a friend to write a diary, only to realize that he had abandoned his diary for a long time, and the time and effort of writing had long been devoted to comment-style waste. I don't regret it, it is a kind of pride to do anything to the extreme. However, although the quantity of waste articles has increased, the quality has remained stagnant for a long time. Maybe that's the end of the quality of the waste I can write. In fact, I've been writing all the time, and it's just a habit. If I can't break through, should I stop? As for the diary, if you don’t care about display, no matter how well written or poorly written, it can bring infinite possibilities. For us who must pursue the infinite with our limited lives, it is a weapon that few can possess.