This new limited series on Netflix is causing a lot of controversy in the archaeological community. Graham Hancock, the host, loves to say, “Human beings are a species with amnesia.” To prove this he travels around the world to pre-historic sites and makes the argument that an advanced human civilization existed during the last Ice Age before being wiped out by asteroid strikes around 12,800 years ago. I’m a natural born skeptic, but I’ve read several of Hancock’s books and they raise a lot of questions that archaeologists haven’t, or can’t, sufficiently answer. Sometimes I wonder why I’m so interested in the mysteries of prehistory. The conclusion I’ve come to is that they calm me by making my own problems—finishing my Perfectly Imperfect, writing the next book, death—feel less significant.
I cannot stop moving my bed around my room. I've had more than 3 arrangements since July, but I think I finally found the perfect spot. I'm so safe and tucked in. This is a reminder to never be satisfied because the little wins feel so good.
I think the biggest fallacy I've heard is happiness is the goal. I find it nearly impossible to be happy every day. It's just not human. Instead I'm beginning my search for peace. Even the biggest ripple's cannot affect me. I will still feel sad and maybe angry, but my foundation can't be shaken. With peace I can only grow. I can only become better.
