Is anyone working in a physical/labor job right now? On your feet all day, or comparable, lifting, moving, etc?
Like warehousing, production, transportation, logistics, mechanic, custodian, so on?
I wanna know there's more to the #Fediverse & #Mastodon than just tech and tech.
I work in a warehouse, offloading appliances. I've been a truck driver and in door production.
@derek Yes, just a recommendation for curious: don't look for it on Rule 34. It did cost me a pack of brain cells when I typed "Centaurs" into the search field. I had to immediately stop my research to save my sanity. đ #regrets
Itâs another late start today. Maybe I need to surrender earlier to sleep. Last night I was near the end of a book and decided to ride it out to the finish, which kept me up until almost midnight. I knowâmidnight doesnât sound late for a Saturdayâbut those late-night shenanigans are behind me. I used to chase the sunrise from the wrong direction. Now I just miss it because Iâm reading too long.
There was a time Iâd stay up and out until the wee hours, collecting memories that donât exactly make the highlight reel. Still, itâs our past that shapes the scaffolding of our future.
Hmm⊠that thought veered somewhere unexpected. I thought I was heading toward something about walking in the cool morning airâwhile it still was.
We all carry a few regrets from our younger days, those moments when hindsight reveals that our judgment wasnât exactly sterling. But those missteps helped shape who we are nowâfor better or worse. Ideally, we learn by observing othersâ mistakes, or by listening closely to the wisdom handed down. But when that doesnât happen, we learn the hard way. Regret becomes the forge, and we emerge better equipped for whatâs ahead. We are who we are nowânot who we were. We grow. Hopefully.
When youâre young and inexperienced, itâs hard to see how each decision opens or closes doors. The consequences feel distant, abstract. But theyâre real. They accumulate. And eventually, they shape the map you walk.
âBy three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.â â Confucius
âWe are products of our past, but we don't have to be prisoners of it.â â Rick Warren
"A dense congregation of clouds rises like a false summit, sculpted by light into the illusion of a mountain peak. The uppermost cloud mass catches the golden glow of either sunrise or sunset, glowing with a warm orange hue that mimics sunlit stone. This luminous patch is sharply defined against the surrounding gloomâthick, dark clouds swirl below and around it, like storm-tossed waves beneath a beacon.
The sky above is nearly black, deepening the drama and reinforcing the illusion of elevation. But there is no rock here, no mountainâonly vapor and light conspiring to impersonate majesty. The scene is a study in misrecognition, where atmosphere performs geology and the eye is gently deceived.
In the top right corner, the image bears the signature Suresh's Photography, quietly marking the moment as both art and apparition." - Copilot