During my travel, I did some rather not so nice things to my father's car.
I drove over some rock and gravel roads where I had to push all the way into the bushes to avoid getting stuck in the middle. I drove close behind trucks on dirty roads. I hit the edge of the pavement with the right front wheel.
I just realized how malleable my habits actually are.
Last Friday I wanted nothing more than to watch another episode of Hunter X Hunter.
It was due to my mental state. I was completely in relaxation mode, unable to do anything productive or creative, anything that would cost some concentration, so that was all I wanted.
To me, happiness, in its calmest sense, is to have what I need, water and food, all duties done, and get a little bit high and watch “Hunter X Hunter” while spinning my own thoughts related and unrelated to the content of the images.
These thoughts, while spinning, are designed to lift up happiness, and are therefore based rather on assumptions than primordial truths.
My birthday was more of an experiment than a celebration to me. Given the circumstances I had not planned a celebration in advance, quite similar to last year where I didn't tell anything to anyone and just kept doing what I was doing back in these days – tinkering around in the workshop. During this day a lot of people came around and visited me in the workshop. It was a good day, but later I realized that I had somehow missed the party.