I wanted to write this text within fifteen minutes, so I set a time limitation for myself to explore how constraints shape my discipline and focus.
I wrote this text on the 2nd of December, 2025. It was a day when I was not walking, rucking, or doing street photography. Due to the hectic month-end close in my office job, I was focused mainly on my professional job. Late in the evening, when I was thinking of giving up writing and going to bed, I decided to set a limitation for myself. I decided to write this text as fast as possible to keep the time of going to bed and sleep seven hours (even though I usually try to sleep a minimum of eight hours). The flow of my thoughts transformed into this text is a result of setting up a limitation deep in my mind.
After all, I could simply give up and resign from writing.
Would something wrong happen? Of course, not. After all, I am only a human, not a writing machine. I dream of writing thousands words daily, but I know it is simply impossible. I wish to have thousands of groundbreaking insights and share them with you, my Dear Friend. Still, usually, I do not have any profound ideas at all.
All these things do not prevent me from writing, from proving myself, I have some reason to live, and to feel life’s sense.
I believe that broadly defined creation (it does not have to be writing or photographing) is the key to giving our lives sense, even though we will never know it. I believe we can somehow feel it, but we, as a humanity, will never understand. It is a limitation we haven’t set for ourselves, but we were probably somehow programmed to sense it. I think I managed to write 300 words. Good night, my Dear Friend.
