The cultivation of a hobby and new forms of interest is therefore a policy of first importance to a public man. But this is not a business that can be undertaken in a day or swiftly improvised by a mere command of the will. The growth of alternative mental interests is a long process. The seeds must be carefully chosen; they must fall on good ground; they must be sedulously tended, if the vivifying fruits are to be at hand when needed. To be really happy and really safe, one ought to have at least two or three hobbies, and they must all be real.
What single thing would improve the quality of your life?
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This is why I could speak the way I did yesterday. In California, the stroke is incredible grace because it gives me a prescription to buy pot. ... Pot takes away the pain and frees me from spasticity. ... The marijuana gives me soul perspective. It makes the stroke livable.
A new administration here in the US.
If war stopped.
A chef would be nice.
An unreadable wig.
A single-malt whisky.
Infinite money might allow me to achieve unbounded creativity.
A new TV series.
My chief consolation in this year of living dyingly has been the presence of friends. I can’t eat or drink for pleasure anymore, so when they offer to come it’s only for the blessed chance to talk. Some of these comrades can easily fill a hall with paying customers avid to hear them: they are talkers with whom it’s a privilege just to keep up. Now at least I can do the listening for free. Can they come and see me? Yes, but only in a way. So now every day I go to a waiting room, and watch the awful news from Japan on cable TV (often closed-captioned, just to torture myself) and wait impatiently for a high dose of protons to be fired into my body at two-thirds the speed of light. What do I hope for? If not a cure, then a remission. And what do I want back? In the most beautiful apposition of two of the simplest words in our language: the freedom of speech.
A family of my own, I guess, though it terrifies me.
If I had that super power.
A Labour government.
More clarity, or if I went to the gym more.
If Dave and Robert came to dine.
A shiatsu masseuse on 24-hour retainer.
A pause button. If I could be watching my kids enjoy something, and hit pause to make it last.
A mobile phone.
I already feel like I have more than I could ever wish for.
Less travelling for work, more travelling for adventure.
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