I have often lamented the fact that I don’t have multiple lifetimes to:
- pursue all my interests deeply
- to fall in love a million times
- to learn every language and culture
- to get to know every human deeply
- to finally read all the books that I have bought that are collecting dust on my shelf

creating and destroying; built flying cars & autonomous vehicles, now building roc.camera, writings: july.rocks

Yet, perhaps it’s a feature (not a bug) of our lives. because if we had infinite time — would there really be an urgency to figure out a way to shove as much of this as we possibly can into one life? and live as brightly as we can?

Two stories that go into that: Greg Egan's Permutation City, and also this audio short story https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UxUS6bPiT8

Personally I don't believe that lack of time is a sole boundary for motivation. We have a very powerful mechanism that we've evolved for this too: Boredom.