Where have all my interests gone?
Have I devolved to a stay-at-home,
Netflix-binging kind of mom?
To elaborate,
I did not just binge-watch half a season of Bojack Horseman,
I'd just fallen asleep midway through.
My love of going outside has been transformed
To one of loving characters that go outside
To have better adventures than I'll ever dream of.
What happened to that childhood me,
One whose mind was clear like the rain
And took delight
Simply in a bug crawling on a leaf?
Look at me now
Doing my own taxes,
My love life a knotted ball of yarn
Breaking into tears every so often,
Wishing that life was an eternal childhood.
Is living but a lament
To our younger years,
Always wishing never getting
The privilege we once had?
Since when did society transition all of a sudden to netflix and chill queens? The thing that's now gonna kill us is not type 2 diabetes from high cholesterol, but instead type 2 diabetes from inactivity.
Today me and Geoff watched a documentary on diet and disease, and the people interviewed in some scenes showed regret for their ignorant lifestyle, only to be left with a disease that will now follow them for the rest of their life. I think that moment of realization of "my life is gone" is a terrible experience that no one should experience (imagining if it happened to me was the worst) but at the same time, there should be a balance for palliative care and population increase. If I had known what every hour of sitting would do to me in the long run I'd want to never sit again. Just like eating red meat supposedly. But the problem is that we're not that advanced yet. What do we do in the meantime, our smarts aren't good enough yet so we're trapped in the limit of our own minds.
What's more alarming to me is that so many things get in the way of fully embracing something nowadays. Focusing on one thing for an extended period of time is something I really need to do right now.