Eric Tian

The following is taken from Tim Urban’s post Your Life in Weeks on his blog, Wait But Why. Fun food for thought.

This is a long human life in years:

And here’s a human life in months:

But today, we’re going to look at a human life in weeks:

Each row of weeks makes up one year. That’s how many weeks it takes to turn a newborn into a 90-year-old.

It kind of feels like our lives are made up of a countless number of weeks. But there they are—fully countable—staring you in the face.

Before we discuss things further, let’s look at how a typical American spends their weeks:

There are some other interesting ways to use the weeks chart:

But how about your weeks?

Sometimes life seems really short, and other times it seems impossibly long. But this chart helps to emphasize that it’s most certainly finite. Those are your weeks and they’re all you’ve got.

Given that fact, the only appropriate word to describe your weeks is precious. There are trillions upon trillions of weeks in eternity, and those are your tiny handful. Going with the “precious” theme, let’s imagine that each of your weeks is a small gem, like a 2mm, .05 carat diamond. Here’s one:

If you multiply the volume of a .05 carat diamond by the number of weeks in 90 years (4,680), it adds up to just under a tablespoon.

Looking at this spoon of diamonds, there’s one very clear question to ask: “Are you making the most of your weeks?”

In thinking about my own weeks and how I tend to use them, I decided that there are two good ways to use a diamond:

1) Enjoying the diamond

2) Building something to make your future diamonds or the diamonds of others more enjoyable

In other words, you have this small spoonful of diamonds and you really want to create a life in which they’re making you happy. And if a diamond is not making you happy, it should only be because you’re using it to make other diamonds go down better—either your own in the future or those of others. In the ideal situation, you’re well balanced between #1 and #2 and you’re often able to accomplish both simultaneously (like those times when you love your job).

Of course, if a diamond is enjoyable but by enjoying it you’re screwing your future diamonds (an Instant Gratification Monkey specialty), that’s not so good. Likewise, if you’re using diamond after diamond to build something for your future, but it’s not making you happy and seems like a long-term thing with no end in sight, that’s not great either.

But the worst possible way to use a diamond is by accomplishing neither #1 nor #2 above. Sometimes “neither” happens when you’re in either the wrong career or the wrong relationship, and it’s often a symptom of either a shortage of courage, self-discipline, or creativity. Sometimes “neither” happens because of a debilitating problem.

We’ve all had Neither Weeks and they don’t feel good. And when a long string of Neither Weeks happens, you become depressed, frustrated, hopeless, and a bunch of other upsetting adjectives. It’s inevitable to have Neither Weeks, and sometimes they’re important—it’s often a really bad Neither Week that leads you to a life-changing epiphany—but trying to minimize your Neither Weeks is a worthy goal.

It can all be summed up like this:

And so, what must we do to hit these Ideal weeks as often as possible? Who knows? Perhaps it starts by minimising the Neither weeks, then moving to the Good, then looking towards the Ideal. While the answer might be different for all of us, it seems like a good question to spend some time on.

One of the many reasons I read books and blogs is to find insights to the question of what it means to fully live. Sounds deep, I know. But I figure that I could use some guidance on this, and what better way to learn than hearing from the people that have gone before you?

Recently, I stumbled across this idea from Austin Kleon’s blog, which referenced a piece by writer Oliver Burkeman called eight secrets to a (fairly) fulfilled life. Burkeman writes,

When stumped by a life choice, choose “enlargement” over happiness. I’m indebted to the Jungian therapist James Hollis for the insight that major personal decisions should be made not by asking, “Will this make me happy?”, but “Will this choice enlarge me or diminish me?” We’re terrible at predicting what will make us happy: the question swiftly gets bogged down in our narrow preferences for security and control. But the enlargement question elicits a deeper, intuitive response. You tend to just know whether, say, leaving or remaining in a relationship or a job, though it might bring short-term comfort, would mean cheating yourself of growth. (Relatedly, don’t worry about burning bridges: irreversible decisions tend to be more satisfying, because now there’s only one direction to travel – forward into whatever choice you made.)

It’s tempting to defer to the path of least resistance, which is often a path that leads to pleasures. And so, this idea that we should put aside these short-term pleasures is honestly kind of confronting, despite these pleasures being often pathological. I mean, if you had to choose a pet, a cute, chubby bee seems much preferable than an ugly, hairy caterpillar.

But looking back, it’s clear that some of the best decisions I’ve ever made fell in line with this framework of prioritising enlargement over happiness. Things like speaking up when it was uncomfortable. Leaving my hometown. Creating this blog. Public speaking.

Interestingly, over time these initially difficult decisions have transitioned into wonderful sources of happiness, something akin to a butterfly emerging from a cocoon. It’s just in that one moment, a bee looks oh-so-cute, even though it might very well give you a sting leading to your demise.

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The article referenced can be found here.

I recently watched a video of people dropping in for the first time (thanks YouTube algorithm). In skateboarding, dropping in is the commitment at the top of the ramp. At the top, you’re standing still, staring into the abyss, and then suddenly you’re flying down the ramp and dancing with gravity.

The most important thing to do when dropping in is to commit. The worst thing you can do is half-ass it. When you only sort of commit, you’re likely to fall.

Learning this reminded me of something my dad used to always say. Decide once. You can choose to say no. But once you decide, commit to it and do it to the best of your ability.

I wish I could ask him what he really meant by that, but here’s my interpretation. One can spend endless hours contemplating a decision. But after a while, you’re better off just committing to something and facing the consequences, especially when excessive hesitation leads to time wasting and decision fatigue. As long as you wear a helmet, the worst possible outcome is you learn from it and leave with a great story. The flipside is that it might just change your life.

Indeed, it seems that in many areas, the decision to drop in is precisely at the heart of the challenge.

Picture this: you’re sitting at your desk at 10:45pm, sleep deprived, fatigued from work, sore from a workout and in the process of mindlessly eating your fourth punnet of strawberries. Your whole body begs you to read a book and go to bed. However, it’s a Thursday and you’re supposed to write. You begin to bargain with yourself. Just a short nap. Then you can write your stupid post. But you don’t trust your body to wake up. Just hold on for 10 minutes, you mutter. So here you are, staring at an empty Word document with no real goal in mind.

Ah, hello there.

Out of sheer desperation, you google, “how to write when you don’t want to” and click the first link. You give it a skim read – you’re too tired to read it in depth – and it’s surprisingly informative. You read about a self-discipline muscle. A muscle that grows with consistency and atrophies with days off. The author, Carter Barnett, encourages you to set the bar low if you need to, so long as you train it. You wonder how low it can be set.

After a while, the author ends with: The best way to write when you don’t want to is to just write when you don’t want to.

Exactly what you don’t want to see.

However, reading the muscle analogy reminds you of the importance of consistency. The importance of just showing up. That writing something trash is far better than not writing anything at all. So, you decide to jot this experience down, even if it’s the worst thing you’ve ever written.

Alas, here’s to the lazy days. To the days that seem long, heavy and suffocating. To the days where your eyelids feel like lead. To the days where you wish the Earth could just swallow you up. Here’s to facing these crazy forces and saying, “look, I surrender but just hang on for a sec –” and quickly rushing off to your responsibilities. Like an Asian kid throwing rice in the rice cooker right before the mum arrives. It could be disgraceful. You could end up doing the poorest job you’ve ever done. But at least you showed up and tried. And who knows? Maybe next time, it won’t be so hard.

You glance at the clock and realise it’s 11:22pm. Over 30 minutes since you started. Oi, you only said 10 minutes, your tired self mumbles. Sorry. But you guess it’s time for bed.

In 2014, Maria Popova, the writer of brainpickings.org, did an interview with Tim Ferriss which remains one of my favourite conversations of all time. For context, Brain Pickings is a collection of beautiful and profound musings described as a ‘one-woman labor of love exploring what it means to live a decent, substantive, rewarding life.’ Maria also writes a biweekly newsletter which consistently brighten up my week.

In this particular interview, Maria discusses her blog and who she writes for:

Tim Ferriss: The quote that I heard you cite that I wanted to dig into a bit was the Kurt Vonnegut saying, “write to please just one person”. So, my question to you is, when you write, is that still the case? And if so, who is that person that you are writing for?

Maria Popova: It is very much the case. I still write for an audience of one, and that is myself. It’s like I said, it’s just a record of my thought process, my way of just trying to navigate my way through the world and understand my place in it, understand how we relate to one another, how different pieces of the world relate to each other and create a pattern of meaning out of seemingly unrelated, meaningless information, and the intersection or transmutation of information into wisdom, really, which what learning to live is. It’s about wisdom.

It’s interesting, too, because when I started Brain Pickings – like I said – almost eight years ago, it started very much as a private record of my own curiosity and I shared it with seven co-workers that I had at the time just as an email newsletter thing. Now, to think that there are about 7 million people – strangers – reading it every month… [it’s so] surreal that I still feel like I’m writing for one person, one very inward person.

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When I started this blog back in March 2019, I intended it to be something like an online journal – a place for me to record my thoughts and reflections. But as my readership has grown over the last year, I occasionally feel the urge to adjust my content for a wider audience.

But the more I write, the more I experience this wonderful reminder by Austin Kleon: to write the books you want to read. Sure, I could write about the latest current affairs and topical issues to be ‘safe’. But frankly, the stuff I write about, I’d like to read about – and chances are, someone out there would like reading it too.

Like Maria, writing is ultimately my way of navigating through the world to understand what it is to live. And so no matter the spectators, I write for an audience of one: myself.

Here’s how artist Marc Weidenbaum put it in his celebration of blogging on the twentieth anniversary of his blog, Disquiet.com:

And don’t concern yourself with whether or not you “write.” Don’t leave writing to writers. Don’t delegate your area of interest and knowledge to people with stronger rhetorical resources. You’ll find your voice as you make your way. There is, however, one thing to learn from writers that non-writers don’t always understand. Most writers don’t write to express what they think. They write to figure out what they think. Writing is a process of discovery. Blogging is an essential tool toward meditating over an extended period of time on a subject you consider to be important.

I recently listened to a podcast episode on the Tim Ferriss Show called Books I’ve Loved: Alain de Botton. Alain is a bestselling British philosopher and author, and the co-founder of the School of Life. He is also one of the narrators for the School of Life YouTube channel and has a phenomenal reading voice. One message Alain shares comes from D.W. Winnicott’s collection of essays Home Is Where We Start From, called the ‘good enough parent’.

The idea is, many parents are obsessed with being perfect. They want to set the best example for their kids. To cook the healthiest meals. To show the purest love. To have highest moral standards. And what’s more, they do this so their children can have the best upbringing, attend the best school and be the happiest child possible.

The problem is, perfection is very dangerous concept to strive for. It’s much better – and practical – to be simply a good enough parent. Alain says, referring to Winnicott’s writing:

Another great idea from Winnicott is the concept of the good enough parent. Many parents came to Winnicott very worried that they weren’t doing a good enough job as parents. They wanted to be better. They were worried that they weren’t educating the kid right, or there was some eating problem, or school problem, etc. And Winnicott could see that these worries were actually getting in the way of the parents doing the fairly good job that they were doing. And so Winnicott made a fascinating intervention. First of all, he told parents, no child needs a perfect parent. Indeed, a perfect parent is very dangerous. It’s a one way route to psychosis, a psychotic incident because essentially the job of a parent is to disappoint a child bit by bit and induct them into adult realities. If the parent is perfect, how can the child grow used to living in the world that we all have to live in, which is a deeply imperfect one?

So in an ideal world, a good parent is able to break bad news well to the child until the child can accept the whole panoply of difficulties of adult life, amounting ultimately into the fact that we are all mortal and we are all going to have to die.

Alain then suggests that this ‘good enough’ attitude can be applied to other domains such as friendship and learning. There’s no use trying to be a perfect friend, for screwing up occasionally is how a friendship grows. There’s no use striving to be a perfect student, for not knowing things is how you develop a sense of wonder. Being good enough to do the job, but allowing some gaps for maturity and growth, is what we should strive for.

In other words, our imperfections expose the inadequacies of life. And it is through these inadequacies that one understands the world clearer.

What a liberating message: that really, we don’t want to be perfect, for perfect is boring, unnatural and ultimately, unattainable. That being good enough is, in fact, perfect.

A few days ago, I was on the way to buy some groceries when I encountered a homeless man. He was slouched against a wall, wearing worn out clothing and broken sandals. He sat on the bare veranda with a grey duffel bag on his right and in front of him was an empty 7-11 coffee cup. I saw no blanket or rug for him to sleep on. As I walked closer, he looked up and our eyes met. Oh, his eyes. The homeless man had the most glassy and lifeless eyes I have ever seen, as though someone had sucked out the very essence of his soul.

“Excuse me, do you have any change?” he asked in a rough, tired voice.

I slowed down a little, hesitated, and said I had no cash on me.

“No worries. Have a good day.”

As I looked closer into his eyes, I felt a knot coming up in my throat. What stared back at me looked like someone who had been abandoned by the world. Who had lost everything dear to him. Who had lost a reason to live. How could a person look so lifeless? I found it disturbingly difficult to hold eye contact.

“Well, can I get you some water or food? Woolies is right around the corner.”

“Ah no, that’s okay. Thanks, though.”

I paused, contemplating whether to move on and to continue with my day. But curiosity got the better of me. I had to know this man’s story. I squatted down and looked further into his eyes.

“How did you end up here?”

The following story is my recount of the homeless man’s story, who I’ll name H.  

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H grew up in regional Victoria and dreamed of becoming a banker. He had never known his father, who had left his mother before he was born, and he lost his mother to cancer when he was six. He spent the majority of his life with his maternal grandparents, who were both alcoholics.

H was a smart and resilient kid. Although there were a lot of shady dealings with in his neighbourhood, he never got caught up in the wrong crowd. His mother, while she was alive, instilled in him a strong and correct moral compass. A compass that would come crashing down in his adult years.

Despite all odds and expectations, H fulfilled his dream and became a banker. On the way, in his final year of studies, he met a woman. It was love at first sight. They dated for a few months and got married within the year. They had stable jobs amidst the pandemic and loved each other. It was heaven.

But the problem with love is that while it is wonderful to have, it is equally terrible to lose. And H lost it. One day, H’s wife left him for another man and left him alone. This catalysed a downward spiral for H. A spiral which led to substance abuse, getting fired from his job, bankruptcy, depression and finally, getting evicted from his apartment. He had applied for social housing but for whatever reason, his application wasn’t being accepted. That left him no other option but the streets, where he has been for two weeks.

Over the last few years, H started smoking and often numbs his pain with alcohol – when he can afford it. In his darkest moments, H considers ending his own life. He keeps a blunt piece of glass in his rucksack and sometimes rubs it against his skin, wondering why life had done this to him.

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H sighed and looked into my eyes. “That’s life,” he said. “Just one moment can mess you up like that. Never think your life is perfect. It only takes one thing to tear it all down again. For me, it was my wife. For you, it could be something else. But once that thing hits you, you better stop it early. Because if you don’t, it will consume your life like a downward spiral, until you end up on the streets like me.”

I didn’t know how to respond. I murmured something about my condolences and my surprise at Victorian social housing. H looked down sadly, muttering a quiet “yeah.” The conversation was over.

Jim Kwik’s book Limitless: Upgrade Your Brain, Learn Anything Faster, and Unlock Your Exceptional Life sounds like a scam but is one of the best books I’ve read this year. While I don’t typically read personal development, I found myself highlighting line after line on the kindle. One concept I’ll share from the book is the ‘four digital horsemen’, or four dangers that the digital age brings.

Digital deluge. There is too much stuff. The average person consumes 3x as much information as we did in the 1960s and a 2015 report indicated that respondents spent eight hours a day consuming media. As time goes on, this problem will only get worse. The problem is, according to Jim,

“There is a growing body of evidence that suggests that if we never let our mind wander or be bored for a moment, we pay a price – poor memory, mental fog, and fatigue.”

Digital distraction. We are too connected to our devices. These devices are shiny, addictive and are endless. Dopamine heaven! But this means we are never present and become unhappy as a result. Furthermore, shifting attention from one thing to another is very energy costly. As Jim writes,

“Asking the brain to shift attention from one activity to another causes the prefrontal cortex and striatum to burn up oxygenated glucose, the same fuel they need to stay on task… and the kind of rapid, continual shifting we do with multitasking causes the brain to burn through fuel so quickly that we feel exhausted and disoriented after even a short time.”

Digital dementia. We rely on technology to do so much these days. We use it to navigate maps. Remember phone numbers. Autocorrect wrong words. This overreliance results in the breakdown of cognitive abilities. As Jim puts it,

“Too often, we outsource our brains to our smart devices, and our smart devices are making us, well, a little bit stupid.”

Digital deduction. A ubiquity of information results in a ubiquity of opinions about everything. If you want to inform yourself on an issue, just go on reddit to find some opinions. The problem is that the process of deduction – a blend of critical thinking, problem solving and creativity – is becoming automated. Jim writes,

“We’re letting technology do the deduction for us. And if technology is forming our deductions, then we are also ceding much of our problem-solving ability – something so important and something we will discuss at length later in this book.”

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So, here are the four digital horsemen.

• Digital deluge: We have too much to process -> we get tired.
• Digital distraction: We are too connected in a noisy digital environment -> we are unhappy and cannot focus.
• Digital dementia: We are relying too much on technology -> we get dumber.
• Digital deduction: There are too many opinions -> we cannot think for ourselves.

Jim also includes a fifth emerging horseman: digital depression: there is too much comparison -> we feel bad. However, since the book is ultimately about productivity, he doesn’t go into this in much detail.

Reading about these horsemen (and writing them here) serves as a personal reminder: technology is great, but there are some serious dangers. Personally, I can relate to all of the symptoms above. And yeah, it’s concerning. However, this is simultaneously encouraging: that the antidote might lie in just a simple airplane mode once in a while.

You can find Limitless here.