Experiences

I read something interesting in a book yesterday. The author claims that people are insurance companies. Their goal is to assess and minimize risk. There are a finite number of experiences one can have in life and the more you have, the better you get at assessing risks. It also argues that you should not limit yourself to just your experiences but also learn about and empathize with others’ experiences to gain more out of life.**

I think it’s a fair argument. It also makes me feel bad about two things. One, my aloofness, introversion, and distaste for social life are hurting me. I want to ultimately become very rich. You become very rich by owning something valuable. The best way to own something valuable (for me I think) is to create it from scratch: a business. Running a business will require networking and networking requires being social. It’s not that I am bad at it. I just prefer not to.**

Anyways, the other thing that I feel bad about is that the travel document has not arrived yet. It has been 6 weeks since approval now. We don’t bat an eye when it happens to someone else, but when it happens to ourselves, we are all of a sudden the most unfortunate people in the world. I know that worse things have happened to many people in life. But right now, it just feels hopeless. I hate bureaucracy, and I hate that there is nothing I can do to get what I want. Maybe if I had a billion dollars, I could get what I want. But I don’t right now.**

I am putting this in writing. If I get the document in my hands within 10 days, I will shave my facial hair once every 48 hours for the next 4 years. No if but and else. This is a big ask! Hope this pleases the Gods, who apparently have been very busy ignoring me.**