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  • The Unexpected Life Lessons I Learned from Playing Tetris

    The Unexpected Life Lessons I Learned from Playing Tetris




    The Unexpected Life Lessons I Learned from Playing Tetris


    We’ve all been there. It’s 2 a.m., you’re huddled under the covers with your Game Boy (or, okay, your smartphone), desperately trying to clear just one more line. Yes, I’m talking about Tetris. That deceptively simple, utterly addictive game that has sucked hours of our lives into its pixelated vortex.

    But what if I told you that Tetris isn’t just a game? What if I told you it’s actually a profound metaphor for life itself? Okay, maybe that’s a stretch. But hear me out! Over the years, I’ve realized that my Tetris obsession has actually taught me some valuable (and hilarious) life lessons.

    Tetris and the Art of Letting Go

    I’m not going to lie, I’m a bit of a Tetris hoarder. I like to hold onto those perfectly straight pieces, convinced that I’ll need them for some crucial, game-saving maneuver later on. Spoiler alert: I never do.

    This, my friends, is a classic example of Tetris teaching me a valuable life lesson: sometimes, you just have to let go. Holding onto things you don’t need, whether it’s that perfectly straight Tetris piece or that grudge you’ve been nursing for years, only creates unnecessary clutter and stress.

  • The Time I Tried to Live Like a Minimalist (and Failed Spectacularly)

    The Time I Tried to Live Like a Minimalist (and Failed Spectacularly)




    The Time I Tried to Live Like a Minimalist (and Failed Spectacularly)


    The Great Decluttering Disaster of 2023

    It all started, as these things often do, with an Instagram rabbit hole. One minute I was admiring a travel blogger’s envy-inducing feed, filled with pristine beaches and minimalist bungalows, the next I was knee-deep in articles about capsule wardrobes and the life-changing magic of tidying up. “I could do that,” I thought, gazing around my apartment that more closely resembled a hoarder’s paradise than a serene sanctuary.

    Armed with nothing but good intentions (and maybe a touch of delusion), I embarked on my minimalist journey. What could possibly go wrong?

    The Case of the Missing Spatula (and Other Kitchen Nightmares)

    My first target? The kitchen. I ruthlessly purged expired spices, donated mismatched mugs I’d been inexplicably hoarding, and even parted ways with my beloved garlic press (minimalists apparently don’t believe in single-use gadgets). The result? A beautifully organized, sparkling clean kitchen… that was missing a spatula.

    You see, in my zeal to embrace minimalism, I’d mistakenly thrown out my only spatula, mistaking it for a superfluous utensil. I mean, who needs a spatula when you have a wooden spoon, right? (Spoiler alert: everyone). The next morning, as I desperately tried to flip my morning omelet with a fork, I realized the error of my ways.