Showcase April - Thoughts from a Park | Same Park, different thoughts
I was in this park, sitting in this very same spot. I wrote about ambition vs. overambition and how we all could learn to control that constant stress that comes with being overambitous 24/7. I still think that, none of those thoughts written last week facing this pond in the middle of the park have changed.
But one tihng changed in me. I knew I was going out biking today and I wanted to come to this park - out of the tens of options in Salzburg -, but I didn't want to spend my time around nature checking my phone and thinking about steem, or maybe even writing a post facing my screen all the time. I didn't want to be phone dependent and instead try to relax and be one with nature.
So... I decided to bring my notebook with me instead of my cellphone. Then I realized I had to bring my cellphone if I wanted to track my @actifit activity, so I brought it but promised to myself I wouldn't turn on the data or use it to do anything other than tracking my steps and take the picture I used for thumbnail on this post. The point is, I decided to bring my notebook.
The very same notebook that I used to write my posts in back in Central America two years ago. The exact same notebook where I wrote my first steem private keys (remember what they say, store your private keys in a safe, physical place that can't be hacked) back in April 2017. Exactly the same notebook where I wrote my post ideas and some manuscripts and post drafts that never became real; where I still have a long list of post topics I want to write about, but I only attack each topic whenever I'm in the specifically perfect mood to write about said topic. The notebook that has some of my most stupidly long posts written while riding a chicken bus or while trying to fall asleep in an internet-less place in the middle of the jungle in the Caribbean, back when manual curation was a thing.
Oh yeah, if you think that some of my current posts are long and full of pictures, you have no idea, you should've seen my posts back in the day... back then my posts were at least 5 times longer than what my longest post of 2019 is. But back then my only duty - or hobby - was traveling solo with the lowest budget ever. I didn't have any real Steem Power to be bothered to have internet access at all times; my only Steem activities were posting, commenting, doing some voting with my 2k SP, replying to comments on my posts and the occasional conversation on Steemit.chat (back then it was Steemit.chat, not steem.chat and discord wasn't 1% as popular as it is today in our community)... nowadays, I have a ton more to do Steem related than just posting and reading. I miss having time to interact with the community the way I used to do it, and I miss being able to write amazingly long posts, with a ton of pictures, telling a story and letting the readers immerse in my posts; man, you should see the comments I used tto get in those posts... that was real engagement. I really hope the community goes back to really engaging, and I hope that I can go back to posting that kind of quality posts at some point in my life.
But now, I have other Steem responsibilities and I engage with the community in other ways. I focus in other parts of the community and not that much in the content creation area, but still, I love writing posts and I will never stop doing it, and maybe once a day or once every two days, I try to make myself some time to write posts like this one that, despite being so much shorter than what I used to write before, they are still from the heart and trying to share with you, Steemians, my thoughts, my day to day and my life.
I hope you enjoyed this post as half as I enjoyed writing it, then I'll know that you really liked it :)
This post was originally posted in June 2019 and it's part of my initiative called showcase April, where I'll post the best content I've done over the past three years.
¡¡¡Felicidades!!!
That was certainly interesting. I'll see what I was posting about one year ago. I'm sure it was very different to the kinds of things I am posting about now, except for my constant allusions to our fucking endless crisis.
I wish we had pretty parks to just walk or sit and think while enjoying nature.