bro straight up, but tenderly: if the only thing you use your apple watch for is to find your apple phone than it is time to lose your apple watch. OK DONE. drop kicked into the sea / reset and quietly handed to a family member. no looking back, no tears. the future starts today. what else.
started a new job, really into it. I tell people the office is like working in a radio shack, which ensures only 2 possible reactions (blank stare; extreme enthusiasm). I really like being out of the office and interacting with other humans, thumbs up with an asterisks. Also it’s just down the road so I have a bitch ass little walk to work and back every day, even in the pouring rain I’m like: this is my shit, being outside of my apartment. the work is more physical than mental, more building and fixing and moving things than I’ve done in the past. I’m not particularly good at it but I learn something every day.
Aforementioned asterisks: It’s been a month and I’ve already gotten sick twice. Currently writing this from my death bed aka the couch. The first time it was definitely an office bug going around. This time, 50/50 it’s an office bug or something I ate, but it nets out the same, with me dying in hell. Marvelous, the ability of the gut to eject poison from either or both ends of your body simultaneously.
Not trying to be gross or specific, just that in my fever dream at 4 am on the bathroom floor I had the sudden sense that the gut might as well be a separate creature entirely, some kind of symbiotic alien that just became a permanent part of us over millennia. All my research into this idea suggests that there is no way this is true, but the notion is lodged firmly. It advocates for itself so obviously. It protects its own interests like no other part of us, and more capably than we do. In the book Gut by Giulia Enders she talks about the colon as functionally a 2nd brain, with more information going from the gut to the brain than vice versa. Makes u think. Anyways my point is long-term effects of COVID can suck 5 to 6 fucks.
Can’t figure out what else to say to wrap this up, but I suppose resisting the need to wrap up every blog post with a CTA is its own form of protest