Wyvern
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DAILY TELEGRAPH: There's a trainspotter inside every man
Chris Moss used to sneer at the idea of trainspotting, but he has grown to appreciate the ultimate philosophical male hobby
I am engaging with nothingness, which, according to Sartre, lies coiled in the heart of being like a worm. I am fighting with patience, a struggle Nietzsche would have appreciated. I am recalling lost memories, as recommended by Camus.
Trainspotting, it turns out, is the ultimate philosophical hobby.
But in seeing the truth about trainspotting, I see that the callow 37-year-old me with his music magazine was a chump. An interest in music (or birding, or stamp collecting, or computers) is actually only a version of trainspotting, the difference one of specialism rather than substance.
