In this post I want to do a reflection on:
Why do small numbers evoke such strong emotions?
I have been thinking about this theme for weeks.
I remember years ago when scarcelly some post gave a vote and some cents of rewards. Those post, those small rewards were more rewarding than some dollars on trading, when I achieve to get some profits.
It hasn’t been a massive amount of posting, but it was a start. I decided to subscribe to the monthly Premium Inleo to force myself to write more. Another reason was that I saw consistent growth in my Web3 blogging after a couple of years — maybe three years — of posting every day. So, after first months I
I decided to onboard on the monthly paying trying to forced myself on more writing.
Some days I have ideas to share here. But it feels like time runs out on me; by the end of the day, my two or three ideas are still just ideas.
Well, today is Thursday 26 March 2026. As you can see in my post yesterday, my week was not bad, even if lower than some others weeks it still rewarding. The curious thing is that every single post earning even a few cents makes me feel a distinct kind of emotion.
I thought it was a good excuse to remember those days when it was difficult to encourage myself on stay active into Hive ecosystem.
Well, for this last week, there only one post with a low rate rewards, but it still feels nice.
It is rewarding to see some hivers stopped around, and I can even read a couple of comments.
Compare this to the feeling on trading. In trading earning a profit of one dollar makes feels like nothing; it feels like I haven’t improved at all. Even making 20 USD or more sometimes feels neutral.
So, a question came to my mind:
QuoteWhy is there such a difference in feeling when amounts are considerabily different?
After some days thinking about it:
I feel the answer lies in the interaction. Yes, even if there is not a comment, when I saw some cents in my rewards it means some human being (hopefully) took the time to read it.
That actual cents in my post makes me recall those years where I was happy yo see some cents in my posts. Opposite to the ones totally ignored and made me feel difficut to continue.
I confess March was not that easy to put ideas on the screen (should I try writing them on a paper?). As I have mentioned, time runs out with my ideas at the end of the day :)) and nothing get published. It is like Time stole my ideas. In addition, I couldn’t follow up on my poems which are just waiting to be posted (well, with some adaptation). Since they are about poetic feelings I haven’t been in the right headspace to adapt them for the corresponding posts.
Anyway, thanks to the ones who takes their time to past over my blogg and much more thanks to the ones droping on a comment.
I don’t know exactly how those algorithms works, but I can say what they say about everyday posting is working, slowlly but it working with patience and consistence.
I think I can still see a better end of March if I retakes every single idea coming to my mind for some other post.
I have for example some ideas rounding around my head about some useful application from my new iPhone, another idea about how falling in love looks like a fantasy packeting to protect the infinit need of human reproduction.
Well, that’s all for now!
Thank you for your support my friends!