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Someone Will Save You Today

If his mom hadn’t called him about the suicide book he’d ordered from the library, Tim Ferriss might not be here today. Thankfully, most of us will never need such a chance encounter or staged intervention. Why is that?

Why don’t we all require literal life-saving, given we all fight the same existential battles? I have a theory: You’re already being saved. It just happens differently than you imagine, and you don’t realize it does.

Every day, tiny parachutes protect you from falling. You don’t know who made them. You don’t see them on your back. All you know is you’re okay, and that’s the part that matters.

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The Fan in the Mirror

In 2018, Snoop Dogg was awarded a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. You could say it was a long time coming. Snoop Dogg didn’t just make rap cool, he defined it. In a career spanning over 30 years, he has sold more than 35 million albums — a piece of concrete is the least we can do.

In his acceptance speech, Snoop thanked the committee and his fans. He thanked his wife, mother, and aunties. He also thanked his fellow rappers, both the ones rapping with him and the ones facing him in lyrical battle. Snoop particularly called out Warren G, his bandmate and producer, Dr. Dre, who believed in him when no one else would, and showbiz legend Quincy Jones, who served as his mentor.

And then, in the last 30 seconds of his four-minute speech, Snoop thanked the person we all so easily forget when we hand out credit and praise — himself:

“I want to thank me. I want to thank me for believing in me. I want to thank me for doing all this hard work. I want to thank me for having no days off. I want to thank me for never quitting. I want to thank me for always being a giver and trying to give more than I receive. I want to thank me for trying to do more right than wrong. I want to thank me for just being me at all times.”

Isn’t this a speech you’d want? I think it’s a speech you deserve — and so does Snoop. My only suggestion? He should have led with that part. So should you, by the way.

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Don’t Forget Your Light Today

The Drink of Despair is an ingenuity of evil. Parching whoever drinks it until they’re desperate for water, this nasty potion will nearly kill its consumer. Naturally, it must be drunk to be overcome — and dark wizards use it to protect their important belongings.

When it comes to dark wizards, Lord Voldemort is the poster child rather than the exception, and so, in one of the series most tragic moments, Harry Potter must feed his headmaster and mentor, Albus Dumbledore, the nefarious concoction. The pair succeeds in sipping the cup, but their victory is short-lived: What they hoped to acquire is no longer there, and they now find themselves weak and defenseless — surrounded by, of all things, water.

It’s a trap, of course. An army of Inferi — spellbound corpses — is hiding beneath the surface. Inside the dark lake of what on any other day would be a welcome source of refreshment, they’ve been waiting to “welcome” the two intruders all along — and drown them.

Since Dumbledore is too frail to fight and Harry isn’t quite strong enough, the inevitable happens: The boy trips, the Inferi grab, and into the depths he goes. Just as it seems Harry’s number is up, with the last blink of his eyes, he spots a flash of red. It cuts through the darkness above. Warmth fills the water, and a second later, he can no longer feel the Inferis’ grasp.

Harry swims to the surface. When he pokes his head out of the water, he can see but one thing: Fire. Raging, burning, darkness-crushing fire.

A pale Dumbledore stands in a tornado of light. Wielding his wand like a lasso, the all-powerful magician directs the fire from its center, raining wave after wave of scorching inferno upon their opponents. Harry manages to reunite with his savior, and, together, they fend off the attack.

The boy can consider himself lucky: Dumbledore brought his light today — and it made all the difference.

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30 Lessons Learned in 30 Years of Life

Yesterday, I turned 30. When I was 18, I thought by 30, I’d have it made.

My 20s were a long, slow grind of realizing “made” does not exist. “Made” is past tense — but you’re never done! The only finish line is death, and, thankfully, most of us don’t see it until we’re almost there.

Instead of the binary made/not made distinction, I now see life as round-based. You win some, you lose some, and different rounds have different themes. There’s a carefree-childhood season, a teenager-trying-to-understand-society season, an exuberant-20-something season, and so on.

At 30 years old, I’ve only played a few seasons, but each round feels more interesting than the last. If that trend persists, I can’t imagine what one’s 60s or 90s must be like. By that time, you’ve seen so much — and yet, there’ll always be new things to see.

Most seasons last longer than a year, and there’s plenty to talk about with respect to the important, defining decade from 20 to 30 alone, but today, I’d like to do something different: I want to share one thing I’ve learned from each year I’ve been alive.

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5 Websites That Will Give You a Break From Pandemic Fatigue

Yesterday, I listened to the radio in Japan for 30 minutes. I also looked out someone’s backyard window in Romania, got a hug from a stranger, and spent a few minutes on the moon.

I did these things thanks to the internet, and I did them because, after nine months of Covid madness, my “surge capacity” has been depleted. Professor Ann Masten from the University of Minnesota explains the term as follows:

Surge capacity is a collection of adaptive systems — mental and physical — that humans draw on for short-term survival in acutely stressful situations, such as natural disasters. But natural disasters occur over a short period, even if recovery is long. Pandemics are different — the disaster itself stretches out indefinitely.

When the virus first hit, I did what most people did: I rallied. I bought masks, stopped seeing people, and started working from home. I adjusted to the new normal, and, for the majority of nine months, that seemed to work just fine. But, as Tara Haelle writes: “How do you adjust to an ever-changing situation where the ‘new normal’ is indefinite uncertainty?”

The answer is, “You don’t,” and so last week, my strong run finally came to an end. I caught myself thinking: “I wish I could go back to the library.” I was sad, disappointed, and furious. Why did Germany handle the situation so poorly? Why do we get stricter and stricter rules, none of which seem to work? How can I go to a pool party in Taiwan but not meet two friends for coffee here? It was a mix of anger and depression, two of the five stages of grief.

Instead of overriding those feelings, I decided to accept them. I was tired — worn out from nine months of surging — and so I let the wave of pandemic fatigue wash over me. For the next few days, I didn’t do much. I mostly ran on autopilot, and, sometimes, feeling melancholic and unmotivated is okay.

When the wrong wires cross and sparks fly in your brain, don’t send more power through the grid. Take out the fuse. Let it cool off before it explodes.

Yesterday, I finally turned a corner — to Reddit where I found a treasure trove of cool websites. Some of them were useful, others too niche for my needs, but a small selection showed me something I had almost forgotten: They made the world feel whole again. They made it seem big and small, active and peaceful, exciting and wholesome at the same time.

Here are those websites. I hope they’ll give you a moment of pandemic relief.

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Yesterday Is Dead

“All that’s left is smoke and ash, so let’s keep dancing on the broken glass.”

Thus go the lyrics of Kygo’s latest song. It’s about two lovers breaking up, but right now, it feels like advice to all of us. We’re all going through a similarly traumatic if more abstract separation: Reality broke up with us.

Yesterday died, and it left us high and dry. Slow Fridays at the office with your biggest concern being what you’ll wear for the pub crawl — gone. Two-hour weekend trip flights to the coast to munch on some fresh fish by the beach — gone. First dates in the park while having ice cream — gone.

Don’t you wish you could go back to just figuring out how to switch companies because your boss is annoying? Or to plotting how you’ll finally break free from corporate shackles? Struggling to save for a two-week family vacation sounds like a dream, doesn’t it?

All that’s left now is to stay inside, work, and veg out with Netflix on the couch when you’re done, which is of course later than it used to be because hey, you’re working from home!

Depending on where home is, you might not even want to go outside anymore. What’s there? People yelling, fighting, breaking things — and infecting each other in the process. It’s a great time to get hurt but little else.

Not that you could do anything anyway. Restaurants closed. Shops closed. Bars closed. Gyms closed. Fuck. Travel is forbidden. Dating is dangerous. No large gatherings. And now people ignoring all those rules — health-related and otherwise — to protest and, in some cases, loot stores and torch cars.

Great. Just great. After three months of dying to go outside, quarantine is suddenly attractive. Good one 2020, you got us again! And it’s barely June.

“Cheers to us and what we had, let’s keep dancing on the broken glass.”

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How Nintendo Got Us To Advertise Them for Free

It started with a few Youtube comments.

“I think it needs music, honestly.”

“This would be perfect with Titanic music in the background.”

“No music…You know what to do :)”

And then all hell broke loose.


On November 11th, 2018, Nintendo released the trailer for their new game, Super Smash Brothers Ultimate. Since its original launch in 1999, the fighting crossover series has sold 60 million copies worldwide.

Fans always complain about whichever famous character is missing, but this time, the award for “most notable absence” went neither to Mario nor to Pikachu but to the music. Of course, that didn’t last long.

A few hours after the trailer was posted, a Twitter user added the music from Smash Bros. Melee, a prior installment in the series. The tweet got over 1,000 retweets and 3,000 likes. An hour later, another tweeter added a DMX rap song and racked up even more shares.

Less than halfway through the day, a gamer named “Mythical Mew” broke the social media jackpot. He synced Queen’s Don’t Stop Me Now to the one-minute clip, and, well, it’s literally music to your ears.

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The 2 Stages of a Successful Creative Career

I’ve been writing for five and a half years, and, so far, I’ve only seen two constants in writers, Youtubers, freelancers, and any other creative types who succeeded on a big scale: consistency and experimentation.

Usually, one follows the other, and people who fail get stuck on climbing either the first or the second step of this metaphorical ladder. As a corollary, I haven’t seen anyone do both and completely fail in the long run.

Consistency and experimentation are the two stages of a thriving creative career.

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