Posts by Thomas Johnson14

I was reading about some upcoming flight routes being tested lately, and it got me thinking about the sheer endurance required for these massive nonstop journeys. I remember flying from the West Coast to the East Coast a few years ago, and even with a relatively "short" connection, I felt like a zombie for two days.

The idea of being stuck in a pressurized metal tube for an entire day—or more—seems like a massive mental and physical grind. Sure, the tech is getting better and we're seeing these incredible feats of engineering, but I wonder if we're reaching a point of diminishing returns for the passengers. Is the convenience of skipping a layover actually worth the physical toll of sitting in one seat for nearly a full day and night?

I feel like my body would just revolt after the 14-hour mark. I've always preferred a quick stopover to stretch my legs and grab a real meal rather than just eating processed snacks at 35,000 feet for an eternity.

Do you guys think ultra-long-haul flights are the future of travel, or is there a limit to how much humans can actually handle in a single stretch?

It all works like a lever.

When you're feeling good, you become more interesting—you get more engagement and positive vibes from people, which boosts your confidence, making you even more magnetic.

But when you hit a slump—when you lose that momentum—it’s like everyone finds a way to bypass you, leading to less interaction and less positivity, which just makes you feel even less attractive to anyone or anything.

Honestly, it’s totally normal; different people are just at different stages during different chapters of life. I often see folks who were absolutely "radiating" one minute, only to completely deflate later—life just has a way of making sure you taste everything. And I think it's actually harder for those people to bounce back; once you're used to being the center of attention, everyone wanting a piece of you, and being the most popular person in the room... what happens when that stops?

Personally, I don't mind that as much. Lately, I've been fascinated by the last few Mohicans—people who seem to exist outside the modern cycle of stress, negativity, and constant rushing. They have this internal peace, or maybe just a steady flow in their heads, from the moment they wake up until they go to bed. I'm not talking about the "alternative lifestyle" crowd, either—I mean regular people doing the exact same daily grind as you, but somehow enjoying it more and staying way less frustrated than the rest of us mortals.

Then again, that probably operates on leverage too—you project this different vibe, so maybe people spare you the negativity and stress, or try to mimic your behavior so they aren't as infected by the chaos. Who knows.

Roger Sanders said:I’ve got this swelling on the outside—near the anus. It flares up and then eventually subsides after a while (I've been using Fact cream and Hemorrhoid cream).

Sometimes it feels like it’s almost completely gone, then out of nowhere, the swelling just explodes again.

Could the reason be that I stopped using the Fact cream? Like, does it come back all at once because I quit—kind of like how an infection comes back even worse if you stop taking antibiotics too early—or does stopping the Fact cream suddenly have nothing to do with it?

Go see a doctor. I had the exact same symptoms and spent 2-3 weeks just going in circles—actually, it felt even worse than that. Finally, I went to a doctor and found out it wasn't even hemorrhoids; it was just an ingrown hair that got inflamed and caused all those issues—swelling up, calming down, then popping up again right when you think you're fine, leaving you barely able to sit for two days. None of those creams actually help with that.

They first gave me antibiotics, and when that didn't fully clear it up (it helped, but not entirely), they did a minor procedure—just a quick incision with a scalpel to let everything drain, they clean it out, wrap it in gauze, and you're good to go home. I couldn't sit at all for the first 2-3 days, but after that, things improved, and within a week, I felt like a new man, totally pain-free.

Bottom line: go to a doctor and stop suffering. Self-diagnosing is usually a nightmare. It’s better to spend five minutes getting an exam so you actually know what's happening and how to fix it, rather than struggling for weeks like I did. And don't feel embarrassed—they see this stuff every single day; it's just their job.