returning to something new
Sometimes just how I do things seems to become less. Like I want to invest in some change in writing or how I journal or what it all means. I happened to read Christopher and his OBTF approach. The quieter and slower life got me. It’s not so much his method but the why of it. For some time I’ve done the daily journals and had an Apple shortcut create a new one. I could wax poetic. Rant and rave. Include a photo. But the whole thing has seemed to not be a thing I want anymore. It became too much when I want just enough. It’s not about using some wonderful second brain or a pkms or a zettelkasten. It’s creating my take and then not feeling it needs to be explained or defined really. Yet here I am doing that. Why? Because I think we all err on the side of complexity. We settle for more. We take someone else’s obsidian vault and make it ours. What I decided over coffee this simply doesn’t work for me.
Facing up to markdown
My world basically lives in markdown files. The blog is powered by them. My writing is just these wonderful and basic text files. I could change from this to that and my words are still there. There’s no export. No import. No continued stress about why. So instead I decided on a basic idea.
There is no structure.
Yeah. I think creating folders and buckets and making my somewhat simple life live inside some idea of where things should go limited just the creation and writing I wanted to do. So I decided on this.
- One file per year.
- Use of wikilinks to create more stuff.
- No organization.
- Just the writing.
What has happened in the past is I go embark on some adventure using another app. It has its ideas about how I should store or do things. I think I just rebel against this as time goes. My words feel trapped in this system. This set of folders. Where things go. This doesn’t create a simple and quiet space. Instead I have folders of things. Blog posts. Stuff I write. Daily journals. All goes on. And on.
What I found.
It don’t work for me. I get frustrated. It feel like life here in Cambodia is this simple thing and I want to write daily on it. I feel best just writing. Not worrying or creating buckets. So to ease the impending and ongoing frustration and feeling I am not doing what I really want I got rid of all the little limitations. Now the rule is there is no rule. But the main thing is to find the zone. The place where it’s the writing and not the organization or app. The real thing is not how many apps I can cycle through and still be frustrated.
So instead why not just do what it is I want with life here. My life in Cambodia is this simple thing. Why create the complexity and structure when my daily life has none. So thoughts and things get written how I want. Daily feelings. Longer diatribes. Thoughts.
That gets me back to what writing the blog is about. My daily rambling. My thoughts that go to coffee and walking and leaving soon to go to Battambang with my wife.
On to my coffee. And yeah I’ll write on that too.
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