Drugs

I don't consume any drug, including alcohol and coffee.

I try to use ergonomic products to improve my health and comfort.

I sit on a Herman Miller Embody I bought second-hand. I choose it green like the Dolce Tutti Frutti Sofa from The Sims, since it was the most comfortable sofa of the original game.

I sleep with an ergonomic pillow*, and a small generic pillow between my knees (if sideways) or behind my lower legs (if on my back).

I use a stool* to rise my legs while sitting on the toilet.

I force myself to do a 10-minute high-intensity workout with dumbells at home once or twice a week, and I hate every second of it. I would prefer to play a sport, but I don't have any opportunities available.

I also do radio taiso every morning.

I apply face moisturizer* every day, and sunscreen before going out.

I don't like owning much physical stuff. I try to get rid of everything I don't find useful. Being surrounded by stuff, particularly stuff that is not properly organized, gives me a certain degree of anxiety. Not having to care at all about such stuff because it doesn't exist feels liberating.

This extends to digital media to some extent. While it doesn't occupy a physical space around me other than some memory drive, if even, having hundreds of unorganized files feel similarly anxiety-inducing, so I'm also lean with my digital files.

I used to donate a percentage of my income to charity, but I have gradually increased my pigeon rescue efforts to the point my home is now an animal sanctuary, and I'm the one in need of donations now.

I rescue and rehabilitate injured pigeons. It takes a lot of time and energy and I'd rather not have to be the one responsible for this, but I feel a moral obligation to do it.

See: Pigeons

I was raised Catholic but I don't believe in any religion. An actual god wouldn't care about something as petty and irrational as rituals of faith.

However, it is a logical conclusion that a god must exist. It doesn't make sense that something exists instead of nothing, because an origin point is impossible. Even if it wasn't, the idea that a complex world governed by complicated and detailed physics rules just happens to exist by random chance, without any thought or design behind it, and that sentience arose in that world also by pure chance, is ludicrous.

"If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" I never understood this philosophical question: Of course it makes a sound, I thought. But writing the previous paragraph I finally understood: Existence is irrelevant without sentience. Without the possibility of a sentient entity that could experience it, whether something exists or not makes no difference. This proves that our world is not a product of pure chance, for we are sentient, and a world that couldn't produce sentience would not exist.

Unfortunately, this only implies the existence of some kind of force of creation beyond our understanding, not that the human experience is the purpose of existence, that our lives have any meaning, or that there is an afterlife. But there is some hope for something non-existential-dreading to happen after death.

I make games on a Windows PC, using Godot (previously Unity).

For a complete list of relevant software and hardware that I use, see: Software & hardware