One hour, huh?

ok this is not so easy. it really depends on what condition i’m in.

let’s see..

if, for example, i am in the infamous room 101 and they start asking math questions, then i guess i would spend this hour alternating between screams and begging for things to get a move on.

on the other hand, if this is a real thing , i hope to spend it with my baby. maybe finally get her intetested in food and Beethoven. say words of advice, which i hope she’ll understand.

but what if that is not possible?

now what do i do?

getting some work done?

trying to finish that f**ing novel?

learn to sketch?

solve a murder mystery?

get something to eat?

write a post, emploring people to stop putting word limits on challenges?

it all seems pointless. not a meaningful way to pass those precious seconds.

perhaps this is the truth about this sort of exercise. will you find meaningful employment of your time?

will anything you do now matter more than things you did before?

will you spend the rest of the lifetime as you did the rest? either searching for meaning, or escsping the anguish of finding none, with hedonism?

because what will be the point? how will an hour spent on music, drink and food ever going to matter one second after that final hour elapsed?

did i not spend too much time already on these diversions?

do people who move purposefully through life, even do this kind of challenge. does a thought like this ever pass through their mind?

or is it left for those who are busy reconciling the limitations of life with the search for improvement?

maybe have a party, and like Socrates, talk things out over drinks, until that moment comes. just a thought..

maybe by process of ellimination of what we won’t do, we can find a meaning?

let’s see..

i won’t go jogging.

i won’t drive a car or think about the traffic.

i won’t watch star trek.

i won’t practice calligraphy.

i won’t strap a bomb on.

i won’t explain why licorice is a waste.

i won’t tell you to stop smoking.

i won’t measure the size of the sidewalk.

i won’t adopt a stray cat.

i won’t write a poem about unripe avocados.

i won’t read the comments on a podcast.

i won’t question why the negative form of will is not willn’t, snd ehy we should use that and not wouldn’t in hipothetical situations

oh the things i won’t do

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there, as i think of this, i realize that the meaning for the exercise, is not to find the actions for the last hour,

but to find a way to live every hour like it’s the last one. nice..