How much does one diversify? I honestly think that there’s a lot that I think about that I don’t really express too much. That’s really because I have so many thoughts on so many things. I think many people are like this too, and sometimes, we dismiss thoughts that might not match our character.

But I tend to accept both sides of me, the dualism that exists, and I’m okay for that. I’m okay to have parts of me in complete disagreement, and for me to exist as such. This gives me a middle ground that I end up living out sometimes. Most of the time it turns out in extremes, but I think it’s quite a funny scene.

One of these is minimalism and hoarding multiples of the same one item. I only choose one, but I will have as many of that one as possible. I have at least 20 Black T-Shirts right now. I think I wrote about it – trisected.com/the-non-minimalistic-life/

Another one is with the idea of money and value, where I see the need to spend wisely, for value, and not for the purpose of saving money. I might have very little money, but I have a good number of items that are of good value. Maybe one day they would be items of great value, but right now they’re just doing okay.

Aside from owning things, I think one key area I struggle to decide is with my creative output. There’s many things that I could do, and yet, I struggle to decide which to publish.

I do have my interests, and my niches. I really enjoy talks about tech, health, longevity and productivity. These are different from things like Christianity, philosophy, and arts. Even more distant is hip hop, literature, and cooking. I guess it looks like things that I’m throwing up at random, but I do think I have quite an idea of what these different things are for me.

When it comes to publishing what I’m thinking about, I toggle through these different interests and the thinking patterns each one has. I decide which one makes the most sense for it. It works sometimes, but the internal struggle is hard to push against. Routine like this daily blog is something that fights for it. I force the flow, and force my brain from stopping me, like I’ve expressed before.

I think a part of me really wants to make more, and I think I just will go ahead for it. Maybe it’ll do well, and maybe it won’t. But much like this blog, I don’t think I do this for anyone else, other than me.