One day, I noticed I have a “hobby” of complaining. It became a “routine” for some reason when I was in China, but I still kept it in a brand new environment – the Netherlands. I did it with ease, so much so that I barely noticed I did it frequently. It mostly ended with a voice message sent to an “unlucky” friend. Thus, I started continuously collecting my complaints with plastic bags once I felt I needed to complain. It happened
on any occasion, for example, when I was parking my bike, in a toilet, sitting on a train, high on weed cookies (accidentally), etc. I recorded my actions with my phone and then noted the date and time on the closed bag.
I take complaining as a research method because I noticed that we are so honest about our feeling when we complain. It reveals our subconscious. I usually complained about what was against my collective understanding of tradition in a new social context.