What are some life hacks that you practice?

The best life hack
Is to ignore life hacks.
Just learn to
Enjoy living life
Without worrying about ruining it
With life hacks.
What are some life hacks that you practice?

The best life hack
Is to ignore life hacks.
Just learn to
Enjoy living life
Without worrying about ruining it
With life hacks.
Have you ever regretted reading a book — which one and why?
There may have been books that I started and couldn’t be bothered to finish. Bit I don’t regret any of them.
I started reading a sample but it wasn’t the sort of book that I like to read. So, I didn’t get the full version. The fact that it turned into a well-known, successful movie is irrelevant. It wasn’t for me. I don’t regret reading some of the sample, and I don’t regret not reading the rest.
The reality is that most of the time, reading the blurb on the back cover will tell you if you’re going to like the book or not. Went would you read something that isn’t your style? Weird.
The other aspect of this is what we learn. There’s something to learn from anything you read.
For example, with the sample that I mentioned earlier I learned that I didn’t want to read that book.
It’s also true to say that we often have to read material that we wouldn’t normally choose to. School is a good example of this. We may, far example, not like history. But we read the material even if it’s just to pass the exams. And yet we then refet to that material throughout our lives, in various ways, even if it’s just helping our own children.
So, do I regret reading any books? No, not at all. They all have something to teach us. We just have to find out what that lesson is.
If you could relive one year of your life, which one would it be?
This is an impossible choice.
Every year has its good points and every year has its bad points. And reliving them wouldn’t change a thing.
Each day in each year is precious. They shape us, they change us, and they leave us alone. They give us experiences, whether good or bad. And yet, good or bad, they are precious.
Each day so far has made us what we are. And that’s precious. We are what we are because of each and every one of those days.
I wouldn’t want to relive any day, let alone any year. It might change my view of that day, or that year. And maybe then, I wouldn’t be the person I am. And maybe then, I wouldn’t want to relive that year.
No. It’s an impossible choice. Because every day is precious.
If you had to get a tattoo right now, what would it be and why?
If you had to get a tattoo, then you probably wouldn’t have a choice as to what it was.
But assuming that a choice was offered, I would choose to decline. I’ve never understood the desire for tattoos. They simply don’t make sense to me. Tattoos are just one more proof that real beauty isn’t skin deep.
Beauty is about what we are on the inside, the type of person we are, how we treat others, the quality of our character. Those qualities take inner work. They can’t be painted on, neither by cosmetics nor by ink.
If you could relive one day from your past, which day would it be and why?
Why relive a day in the past?
To enjoy the exquisite pleasure again? It wouldn’t be the same.
To correct a stupid mistake? How might that change the present? For better? Or for worse?
So many past experiences, good, bad, and indifferent, have made us what we are today. How would we be changed by reliving one day, especially if we changed something? Would we be happier? Would we be sadder?
Were the good old days really that good? Were the bad old days really that bad? How might our present knowledge, shaped by our past, affect our experience of that day?
Did a bad experience change us for the better? Or a good experience change us for the worse? What might happen if we changed that experience?
Even if we simply visited the day and watched what happened as an observer, our experience of that day would be different from what it was at the time.
The past made us what we are today, for better or worse. If we changed something, it would affect us in unknown ways. If we left things alone, it would still change us in unknown ways.
Such is the time travel paradox. We can’t relive the past without changing our experience of it, and our memory of it.
No. Today is enough for me.