Today I was fortunate to witness the finest display of “no fucks given” that I have ever seen.

A man had been walking on the promenade and enjoying the day. He then decided that he wanted to soak up more of the sun, so he walked to the waters edge and took off his shirt. Then his shoes. Then his pants.

And then he just stood there. Enjoying the sand and sun and ocean.

And he gave zero fucks.

Look at him:

Now, a little closer:

See? No fucks were given.

My friend and I then went to the food market. We were there for easily an hour. looking at the stores and eating burritos. And when we returned, guess what?

The man was still there. And he had still not given a single fuck

See the cover photo of this blog post? If we zoom in a little you can see his magical silhouette. In a superman pose. Not giving a fuck

That. That right there is inspirational.

Learning to give less fucks

There’s a popular book called “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck” which is an extended version of this blog post by the same name. I’ve read the blog and some parts of the book. And I aspire to learn how to give less fucks.

In reality I find this really difficult. Even when it’s downtime, be it the weekend or when I have little work to do. My stress is at a constantly high level. And there is always an undercurrent of anxiety, be it social or work related, that I carry with me.

But I’m learning to work through it and have proper down time. Yesterday I was able to sleep and relax the whole day without feeling guilty.

And one day, I aspire to give as few fucks as my hero on the promenade.

P.s. 100 days to go of the #365of25 journey!

Image is of the fine specimen of a human, taken from the prom, when we were on our way back.

Blog: 265/365

Song of the day: Honoraries – Get there someday