This summer, for the first time in my life, I was the recipient of a surprise birthday party. It was a delight through and through, but the thing I keep marveling at is how genuinely surprising it all was, from the guest list to the menu to the activities.
I arrived for the celebration full of anticipation but without expectation, an agenda-free participant in the unfolding of the day. It is so easy to research, plan and curate every millisecond that it almost seems irresponsible not to.
I'm so accustomed to over-investigating everything I buy or book that I rarely stop to consider the toll. Remember not knowing? I barely do.
It’s easy to sentimentalize minimal-information living. A recent piece I read suggested that sometimes the limitations of knowledge allow for more genuine experiences.
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