There’s a lot of stuff I’ve thought about since mom passed.
One thing that has always been on my mind has been thinking of how others see and feel about things.
I guess sometimes I feel like I didn’t listen to her enough, one of our last conversations was about life itself, I won’t bore you with the details, you should only know that we weren’t really fighting or anything.
We left feeling great that day, I remember we had a pizza in a nearby place, also had a dark beer from a local brand.
Today I look at that moment as a thing that was seemingly quiet and quick but really livid.
“Time seems to go off quickly doesn’t it?” “What is the thing you want to do?” “What are you going to do with your life?” are some questions sometimes my minds delivers to me from other people’s mouth.
Although I have a rough idea, I guess I also noticed that most adults don’t seem to have a clear idea of what was the thing they wanted to do.
During the last months managing my Pleroma instance and my website I have learned a lot of linux-related knowledge.
But is it worth it?
That thought came to me yet again today, after I tried to start using HUGO again.
It just felt like a pain, like a bunch of wasted time.
Time I am currently using for writing this, something that I felt like I’ve wanted to make for a lot of time.
Blogging by itself seems to be an activity for me about reflection, about thinking again and again thoroughly about a certain topic.
It seemed like I listen to people too much other times, I shall take more things with a grain of salt.