Binyang
On March 16 this year, I picked up my WeChat public account again to publish articles and images. The last time I posted was on March 28, 2020, and it had been abandoned for six years.
If I had spent those six years cultivating a public account, that persistent writing would itself have been a harvest.
Six years ago, I had no awareness or understanding of the compounding effect of time. Over these six years, my family has gained a lot—we've traveled many places and seen many sights. But I haven't felt much personal growth or accumulation. Many times, I just thought about things in my mind, took in a lot of input, but never produced any output.
Learning, practicing, and producing output form a good closed-loop learning path. I believe this loop should not rely on self-discipline or persistence, but rather on recognizing it as a scientific method worth adopting.
Now, I write down the thoughts in my mind. In the past, I used to think it was enough to just know something—writing it out seemed too troublesome, and what if I didn't write well? In short, various worries in my heart caused delays, and then nothing happened.
Recently, as I've been writing more, my habit has started to change: just write directly without overthinking, because words are so easy to correct and revise.
When I'm typing words, I quickly enter a calm state of mind, as if I'm having a conversation with myself, and time seems to disappear. Writing does take up some of my free time allowance, but isn't output itself also a form of freedom (freedom of expression)?