the only other book besides a guidebook with me in Argentina
Einstein´s Dreams, by Alan Lightman, was the only book I brought with me to Argentina, besides my Lonely Planet. I´ve read it about six or seven times before, and I don`t get bored of it. It`s especially inspiring considering my undertakings of minimalism. Here`s an excerpt, about an instance of time without memory:
Some have stopped reading altogether. They have abandoned the past. They have decided that it matters not if yesterday they were rich or poor, educated or ignorant, proud or humble, in love or empty-hearted – no more than it matters how a soft wind gets into their hair. Such people look you directly in the eye and grip you hand firmly. Such people walk with the limber stride of their youth. Such people have learned how to live in a world without memory.
The excerpt helps me when a day goes horribly shitty, or I´ve faced several setbacks in a single day. Or I feel I`m wasting or have wasted weeks, months, or a year pursuing that goal, that relationship, that lifestyle.
Because there´s always tomorrow, where you`ll find things that happened the day before have little consequence on your approach to this day, this moment.
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