Micro Entrepreneurism, Simple Living & Art
i ponder the absurdity of repeated conversations. and not because i think they are absurd, but because i wonder if they are.
i have conversations. discussions. i talk things through. i think things through. sometimes i end up writing things through. but lump them all together because for the purpose of this discussion they medium doesn’t matter, its the content.
i wonder if i am making progress or if i have jaded myself into thinking that its progress when really its circles, and arrows, and a mismash of directions that aren’t going anywhere. i tend to think revisiting the same topics or concepts or ideas is necessary in order to build upon them. they are better off being revisited then they are being forgotten. things forgotten are things that are of no interest. im inclined to believe that it isn’t really repetition at all, but instead growth. a constant reallignment.