Life is a search function. What are you searching for every day?
I search for a seed.
The seed could grow in my secret "200WAD alternative topics" garden (in case if you've read The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett), which would bear fruits ( not all are good) in the future.
I treat myself as a farmer.
The farmer collecting and planting seeds, carefully raises her trees to protect them, as well as casually accepts bad wethers to destroy them.
This week is a transition for my garden.
Old trees (experiments, habits, ...) have successfully become my routines, the summaries were done, not my topics any more.
New seeds are going well: the oldest one has been two-week-old, the newest one just planted yesterday, all too young to report.
So I slowed down, wrote something randomly.
Whenever I open 200WAD, I visit random posts, in other words, a random garden of another farmer.
If there are new 30,100, or 200 streakers, I'll visit his first post to see what did he plant in the beginning.
Is there rhyme or reasons in life?
Can you control the growth rate of your plants?
Which one is more important, the seed, the environment, or the farmer?
How's your garden?