I reject this view that “real life” is the endless drudgery of staring at screens instead of trees, paying bills, making small talk, and worrying about what our neighbors think of us.

I reject that version of so-called real life, and instead replace it with riding bikes.

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Just because we happen to be good at something--we have a certain set of skills, we've applied ourselves and worked really hard--doesn't mean that we automatically enjoy that thing.

I think that we humans often enjoy feeling adept and useful, confident and knowledgeable, and we can sometimes misinterpret the satisfaction that we derive from that competency as the inherent satisfaction in that activity in question.

Somebody may be really good at bagging groceries at the store. In fact, they might be the best at bagging groceries at the grocery store. But that doesn't necessarily mean that bagging groceries is the end goal of that person's life.

Competency does not equal fulfillment.