This morning I was asked if I'd made any New Year's resolutions.
I said no, I don't need them. I've got diet, exercise and alcohol consumption right without such help.
But then I thought I could do with a gentle prompt to motivate me to write a TinyLetter at least weekly.
That was on my mind because another person had just asked me when I was going to write my next.
I like to think I'm no longer susceptible to nagging and pressure to perform. Rather it's the enjoyment of a task that gets me moving.
With my low carb diet, I've made a pleasure out of weight loss and its maintenance over four years.
That's because it involves a minimum of self-denial, at least in my mind. I enjoy the taste of cheese and fatty meats that has proved to be 'slimming' with this strange food consumption regime.
I sense that I've evolved to become non-performative in my writing in the way that I don't attempt to create a grand artifice but simply articulate what's on my mind. Some might call it self-realisation, an act that is by definition satisfying.
That is largely what the rising social media platform BeReal is about, in its attempt at being an antidote to Instagram's emphasis on beautiful images.
BeReal's users post a daily photo that is preferably boring. It is judged on timeliness and not aesthetic appeal.
What is important is that they post within two minutes of their randomly timed app notification. Late posts are allowed but looked down upon in the way that boring photos don't belong on Instagram.
Your BeReal friends don't care about whether you can produce beautiful images. They just want to know that you're alive.