Eleven years ago I was twenty. After college, temporary precarious jobs and the joy of aging can make me spend an afternoon doing activities like:

• Manually tag my music library at an obsessive level of granularity
• Compare rates for beginner OMVs to see which unifying spell is cheaper for me
• Sort and tag my photo library to even indicate whose individual faces appear in each photo (there wasn’t an AI that could detect them all after two or three confirmations back then)

In other words, It was a self-imposed job by a late teenager with plenty of free time, because the real obligations that consumed 90% of the day had yet to come.. I enjoyed it.

Eleven years later, I don’t want to hear about all this work. It is the magic of entering the labor market and starting to comb out gray hair. one wonders where his spare time goes.

Buy time, get life

And so the paradigm changed. The music library, transferred to Spotify and offering a great service for ten euros, offers us a great service that leaves us little other than just listening to music. Wasting hours filling up metadata and looking for 5 megapixel covers isn’t something that will make our lives harder.

Mobile charges? A simple one please. It doesn’t matter if another operator comes with something groundbreaking in the price, as one wise man said, “The most sought after thing is peace of mind.” I pay you 50 euros a month for a few decent gigabytes and I promise you won’t bother me or deal with the bill. With such a person who gives us peace, most of us from a certain stage of life go to the end of the world and any war. That liberating peace of mind is far more valuable than saving another operator three euros a month by juggling from time to time..

Actually, it’s not just about the present time, because if I do the math, I don’t see how you can fit the twenty-year-old into college, work, friends, a partner, and party time into an absorbing obsession principle. with digital order. It is also related to cognitive load.. It’s something concentrated in liberal professions with endless resources to absorb, learn, process and benefit. My internet, thank you very much.

Being constantly on top and never seeing a clear horizon for our professions helps us desperately seek formulas to lessen these little grinds. This alone is not cause for concern, but when it builds up they lead to loss of concentration and frustration. Even if it kills the worry are we paying too much for fiber. As long as it goes well and doesn’t make my head spin, sir…

Business isn’t the only culprit for going to the limit with the CPU, but this perverse social scenario in most cases it is built around an online presence. It turns out that in addition to reporting to a grumpy boss and pretending to only work the required eight hours, we also have to maintain a reputation on social media that keeps us enthusiastic, keeping us at the popular club. And be productive. And recycle ourselves constantly. For the record, the fault lies with us falling into this spiral.

At some point, in some cases, value study as an instrumental thing, Take a walk on Instagram and stop prioritizing money in the professional career to start asking about the rest of the circumstances. Hey, but when are you leaving here?

And so, if we can get away with it, paying for services that do things we no longer want to do; or giving up more money in exchange for paying certain bonuses in exchange for not having to look for bargains, or giving us a few hours of free time on Friday, over the years we change the rules. Less time is spent on futile endeavors, less energy is wasted giving up the things that truly make us happy.