This morning, I joined the daily English meeting on Zoom as usual. Today's topic was about a new word "Brain Rot", and also how we spend each one's free time (what social media we use, or what kind of videos on YouTube we enjoy, etc.). For me, "Brain Rot" is an interesting word because I can tell what this word is saying. However, on the contrary in Japan, there seems to be a certain obsession that always pushes us toward not wasting any time, but using it so tightly/effectively more and more.
After that meeting, I started today's work. In the restroom of my workplace, I suddenly felt that I could have completely mastered Heidegger's profound ideas of his philosophy. Of course, that must be a silly misunderstanding (just a "malfunction" in my brain). Thinking about that daydream-like happening, I felt that once I was a college student (at the beginning of my 20s), TBH I couldn't have any interest in philosophy, especially various charismas' work such as Deleuze and Derrida because I couldn't have any self-esteem and just try to avoid of reading them. However, at 40 the ex-job coach said my opinions sounded very philosophical, and also my interests had been moving to any idea of communication or languages, therefore started reading a beginner's guidebook about Wittgenstein.
Before 40 when I started reading such "profound" books, especially in my 20s, even though I tried to read very popular Japanese modern philosophers' books, I couldn't find any actual opinions that directly saved me (even though NOW I can understand how they have been great without any cynicism). Simply, my brain seems to be an old-fashioned one and therefore has been attracted to not any modern ones but great classical ideas such as Sartre and Camus.
This evening, I joined the English conversation class in this town. This was the last lesson in this season (or this year), so we enjoyed the special session as a sort of Christmas party. We enjoyed some quizzes and also having some snacks while playing music. Oh, NOW I can't remember the very terrible days like hell BEFORE I encountered my ex-job coach, who led me to learn English again and also gave me a great piece of advice, "Your ideas sound very philosophical". That must still have been a very HOLY moment for me. Oh, life is profound.
