The same thing happens to each of us individually. Consider what happens after you are gone.

First you are history. People who knew you intimately still walk the Earth. When they speak of you, they refer to events they recall specifically. They were an eye witness. They can recount a reasonable telling of your whole life story to a high degree of accuracy.

Next, you are legend. A few choice moments from your life are remembered. Did you die in some objectively comedic way? That may become a family legend of that one nephew that died doing that crazy thing. “Did you know you had an uncle that died while wingsuit diving?” Or some of your greatest life accomplishments are remembered. “Do you know your great Aunt once met and received an award from the President of the United States?” “Did you know your Great Grandfather helped invent (famous or world-changing device or technology.)” “Did you know that during the war, your Grandfather once killed a whole (large military number) of Nazi soldiers all by himself?” Your greatest deeds and misdeeds become the stuff of family and community legend. They are exaggerated, they are embellished. They are told by those who never knew you in life. But they refer to you as a real historical individual. You are a specific person that someone can point to on a family tree, a community historical archive, etc.

Finally, you are myth. Centuries have gone by. Individuals lose their distinction. Entire groups just blur together, compressed into stereotypes lasting centuries. Imagine how you personally perceive the people who lived in 13th century France. Unless you’ve studied a lot of Medieval history or literature, most people would struggle to name even a single real resident of 13th century France. Me? I have a vague sense of what the time was like. I’m imagining peasants, nobility, knights, religious crusades, etc. I’m imagining a pastiche made from cinema, old history videos and documentaries, some vague rememberings from a European History class I took in high school, and some Dan Brown podcasts. To me, the people who lived in that place and time may as well be myth. The individual persons are so lost to time, that any visage I construct in my mind will consist of entirely mythical people. I’m sure if I read some surviving diaries, some individuals from then would change from myth back to legend. But over time, records and sources are lost, or they are simply forgotten and read for the last time. In time all of us will slip into myth. We all become as real as Hector or Odysseus.

I have a dreading feeling that Nespresso is owned by Nestle, along with contributing to the single-use waste that is needlessly polluting

pods

Come on, have some self-respect. Literally just pouring hot water into a cup with some coffee, then pouring off the coffee 5 minutes later makes better coffee than that.

Switzerland? In the French or Italien speaking parts maybe. The German speaking part is more like Germany with less bureaucracy.

You have a healthier relationship with caffeine and sleep than many do. That’s the simple truth of it. You could be a caffeine craving zombie too, just get less sleep and drink more coffee.

it just gives you temporary energy but you’ll pay that back when the caffeine wears off.

Problems sometimes arrive with their solution in hand.