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I’m biking up Yonge St. and the wind is ferocious. It pushes me back; if I’m not careful my bike begins wobbling, and I face much resistance as I slowly pedal through the wind in efforts to reach my destination. I have to push past it, I think. I must, or I risk falling. All I can hope for is that the wind will stop sometime soon. But on the way back, I find it’s easy. I’m not using the same amount of force I used before. Things feels calm, they feel natural, and I feel free. The winds guide me to where I am trying to go. They propel me to think about the winds in my own life that I either find myself resisting against, or surrendering mercilessly to. ✻ I’ve been thinking a lot about focus recently. What matters to me, why they matter, what to focus on and optimize for, whether to go fast or slow, etc. It appears there are an infinite number of options. I find myself torn between different hobbies, career paths, even micro-decisions like whether to stay in on a Saturday night or go out

where the wind blows on focus, optionality, and optimization kel Apr 22, 2024 9 6 Share I’m biking up Yonge St. and the wind is ferocious. It pushes me back; if I’m not careful my bike begins wobbling, and I face much resistance as I slowly pedal through the wind in efforts to reach my destination. I have to push past it, I think. I must, or I risk falling. All I can hope for is that the wind will stop sometime soon. But on the way back, I find it’s easy. I’m not using the same amount of force I used before. Things feels calm, they feel natural, and I feel free. The winds guide me to where I a

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