kev

The world continues to be one glorious pool of endless optionality, infinite choice. Multiple places to be in one night. Hobbies to pick up. People to meet. That’s comforting but scary because it means you have to choose, a la Sylvia Plath’s fig tree. The anxiety of having infinite possibilities branch out before you. You think you’ll suffer if you continue down one trail and neglect all other pathways. The truth is: you’ll probably suffer more if you don’t choose at all.

And I think if we go further towards the convenience where there is no friction, then we don't make choices anymore. Then we're just consuming. I think USBs force people to make choices. And those choices define you. And that's what's beautiful about it.

feels meta to add on sublime a link about sublime :)