Date: 17th october 2024
A few days ago I went on a run. A few people looked at me. Some said hello. I usually look back.
I think I am polite. I might give them a smile or greet them. But that day was different.
I knew it didn't feel right to look up and say hello. Yet I seemed to conform to the social norm.
I was doing it for them and I was tired of it. So I decided I wouldn't glance at people anymore.
And so I didn't. After some time passed I felt something I didn't feel for months. No, years.
I know the exact moment I first learned to feel that way. Can you even learn to feel something?
When all my energy is going out towards executing one single simple task. Make the bed. Eat. Run.
Shower. Go to bed. I felt focus.
The more one talks about focusing the further away one gets from focus.
Focus is not an intellectual concept it is something that is there, happening and to be experienced. So with that said: why would I keep writing about it?