You know, no matter how old you are, whatever happens, wherever you are, you can learn something new.
In his late 20s, a friend of mine, travelled to Japan to enroll in a school for design, he wanted to become a fashion designer. After two years he realized that the actual designing wasn’t fun for him, but he loved the economical and marketing aspects of fashion. 5 years later, he’s still happily working somewhere in Kyoto.
One of my cousins was sent to work at sea when he was 18 (something like army). His punk-ass couldn’t behave for even one day, so, as a disciplinary measurement, he was sent to peel piles of potatoes
(daily). When his time on the ship came to an end he didn’t become any more well behaved, but, man, he was able to peel potatoes in seconds!
And a last example is from my own schooldays. We had obligatory classes that taught us touch typing. Do you think I learned how to do that? Nope, but my peripheral vision got so great that I became rather good at playing basketball. And to this day I’m usually able to contain my own speed on a crowded street thanks to that.
There’s a saying in Russia: live a century long, learn a century long.
Big things, small things, everything can become an experience, a lesson. Sometimes I forget that and need a reminder that life’s lessons teach you only the things you take from them, so open your eyes and mind to possibilities.
Long story short: I’ll give Paint tool sai a chance.
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