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      <title>Can writing about summer help with winter depression?</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 25 Jan 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;div class=&#34;wide&#34;&gt;&#xA;        &lt;a href=&#34;https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/can-writing-about-summer-help-with-winter-depression/summer-and-sea.jpg&#34;&gt;&#xA;            &lt;picture&gt;&#xA;                &lt;source type=&#34;image/webp&#34; srcset=&#34;https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/can-writing-about-summer-help-with-winter-depression/summer-and-sea_hu_3d05321df67566c5.webp 1x, https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/can-writing-about-summer-help-with-winter-depression/summer-and-sea_hu_c4d74a6d79bdef50.webp 2x&#34;&gt;&#xA;                &lt;img src=&#34;https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/can-writing-about-summer-help-with-winter-depression/summer-and-sea_hu_c6ea3658910bc674.jpg&#34; &#xA;                     srcset=&#34;https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/can-writing-about-summer-help-with-winter-depression/summer-and-sea_hu_c6ea3658910bc674.jpg 1x, https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/can-writing-about-summer-help-with-winter-depression/summer-and-sea_hu_e6844a75335651cb.jpg 2x&#34;&#xA;                     alt=&#34;summer and sea&#34; &#xA;                     width=&#34;1000&#34; &#xA;                     height=&#34;562&#34;&gt;&#xA;            &lt;/picture&gt;&#xA;        &lt;/a&gt;&#xA;    &lt;/div&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;I hesitated before posting this here because depression is serious stuff, and I do not feel qualified to write about it. However, I have found something that helps me, and someone else might also find it helpful. Be warned - this post is about my personal experience and is utterly unscientific.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;h3 id=&#34;what-i-mean-by-winter-depression&#34;&gt;What I mean by &amp;ldquo;winter depression&amp;rdquo;&lt;/h3&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;I have never been officially diagnosed with seasonal affective disorder (&lt;a href=&#34;https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seasonal_affective_disorder&#34;&gt;SAD&lt;/a&gt;). Judge for yourself if I fit the &lt;a href=&#34;https://www.psychiatry.org/patients-families/seasonal-affective-disorder&#34;&gt;diagnostic criteria&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Is ChatGPT autocomplete bad UX/UI?</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 05 Jan 2025 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I get it. I am not the only user the world revolves around. When an app does not behave the way I would prefer, it&amp;rsquo;s probably because most people have different preferences, and the app is optimized for them.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;But sometimes, I encounter UI/UX decisions that puzzle me. Not because I dislike them but because I have trouble imagining &lt;em&gt;anyone&lt;/em&gt; likes them.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;One of those puzzling UI/UX decisions is ChatGPT autocomplete.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The day I jumped Chesterton&#39;s fence</title>
      <link>https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/intense-day/</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2024 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;div class=&#34;wide&#34;&gt;&#xA;        &lt;a href=&#34;https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/intense-day/bonita-vista-al-mar.jpg&#34;&gt;&#xA;            &lt;picture&gt;&#xA;                &lt;source type=&#34;image/webp&#34; srcset=&#34;https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/intense-day/bonita-vista-al-mar_hu_73096f5e87e9c825.webp 1x, https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/intense-day/bonita-vista-al-mar_hu_a78a1d2f6b5a5ad7.webp 2x&#34;&gt;&#xA;                &lt;img src=&#34;https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/intense-day/bonita-vista-al-mar_hu_a46fa5a511b43a4.jpg&#34; &#xA;                     srcset=&#34;https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/intense-day/bonita-vista-al-mar_hu_a46fa5a511b43a4.jpg 1x, https://honzabe.com/blog/posts/intense-day/bonita-vista-al-mar_hu_a6d4e8369fb644dc.jpg 2x&#34;&#xA;                     alt=&#34;Beautiful view of the sea&#34; &#xA;                     width=&#34;1000&#34; &#xA;                     height=&#34;562&#34;&gt;&#xA;            &lt;/picture&gt;&#xA;        &lt;/a&gt;&#xA;    &lt;/div&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The older I get, the harder it is to bear the long, cold, dark Czech winters. They suck the life out of me. Reminiscing about sun-filled Spanish adventures helps. So, here comes a sunny story&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;Years ago, when I was backpacking across western Europe, I was hiking &lt;del&gt;in the foothills of Mount Tibidabo&lt;/del&gt; along the Camino del Norte, one of the pilgrimage routes to Santiago de Compostela.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>My two personalities</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2024 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;There seem to be two dudes living in my head, fighting over the control of my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;The first dude is an eternal optimist. When I have an idea, he always thinks it’s great. For some reason, he speaks with Arnold Schwarzenegger’s accent.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;#1: Awesome idea! You must be smart. People will love it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Are you sure? It would take a lot of work to make it happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;#1: Yeah, I really like it. And what do you have to lose? Even if it fails, at least you will learn something. And you will have fun working on it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Conditions for contentment</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2023 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;When one is hit by a &lt;a href=&#34;../severe-case-of-midlife-crisis&#34;&gt;severe&lt;/a&gt; case of midlife crisis, one feels an urgent need to turn one&amp;rsquo;s life around. I have no wife I could leave for a 20-year-old. No money to buy a flashy sports car either. But I have dreams. Things I always wanted to do &amp;ldquo;someday.&amp;rdquo; And now I feel, painfully, that just any &amp;ldquo;someday&amp;rdquo; is not going to cut it anymore. What if I am running out of time? What if the only &amp;ldquo;someday&amp;rdquo; still available to me is right now?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Severe case of midlife crisis</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 24 Dec 2023 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I had a big scare not that long ago. One night, just as I was getting ready for bed, I noticed a little blood stain on my T-shirt. I looked to see where it had come from and discovered a new mole - large, irregular, and bleeding.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;I have googled images of skin cancer in the past. Yes, I am that kind of person. When I saw something like that on &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; skin, it freaked me out. Intensely. It felt like vertigo. I had to grab the door frame and hold on to it for a minute. I did not sleep well that night.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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