I’d just like to add a couple of things before I can completely let go of my previous post. I think I got a little too carried away last time - or maybe I was just angry. Or bored. Either way, I'm not telling. But I still liked what I wrote. I like it when I can feel the emotions I had when I wrote something. I don’t think I could’ve written it the same way today - I probably wouldn’t feel that way again.
I didn’t think I had more to say about this, but apparently I do - even if this ends up being just a filler post (which it kinda is). So here’s Part II because it took me forever to even start writing again, and maybe that’s the most honest answer I’ve got.
So, contrary to what I said last time, I’m kind of enjoying leaning into the opposite idea today:
Yes, we are lazy to the core.
And honestly, I don’t think that’s such a bad thing. I think we’re just wired that way. We’re thinking beings and thinking tends to go hand in hand with trying to find the easiest, most efficient way to get things done. Somewhere along the line, that became the logical path forward. Maybe that’s all innovation really is: our attempt to not move if we don’t have to. To take fewer steps. To figure out how to do less and still get more.
The technology we have today? Pretty solid evidence we’ll do anything to avoid doing too much. And if that counts as laziness, maybe it’s been serving us pretty well.
Then there’s the convenience that comes with it. And sometimes, I think that very convenience ends up stealing some of the best things in life - quietly, almost without us noticing. I’m not talking about the practical inventions that make life significantly more efficient. I mean the things that offer a kind of meaning that’s equal to - or even greater than - the effort we put in. Like growing our own food. Making our own bread (I make my own damn bread). Cooking at home instead of just tearing open a pack of something instant.
Convenience often makes us miss out on these pleasures - the ones that add colour to our lives, or even make life feel more worth living. I’m just saying... Of course, it’s a matter of choice - but the joy you miss out on by not doing things yourself? That’s real.
Alright, this turned out to be a lazy reflection on my part - but there you have it. I just wanted closure. And rest assured, there’ll be no Part III because:
