I'm going on a blog freeze for a while. Not sure how long. Figuring some stuff out.
An exercise in fear, struggle and progress under the guise of a birthday resolution.
Saturday, January 18, 2020
Friday, January 17, 2020
Thursday, January 16, 2020
Wednesday, January 15, 2020
Tuesday, January 14, 2020
Monday, January 13, 2020
Sunday, January 12, 2020
Saturday, January 11, 2020
Friday, January 10, 2020
Thursday, January 9, 2020
Wednesday, January 8, 2020
(Dis)comfort
I'm in quite a groove at work. The impostor syndrome has finally melted away. It's good to know what you're doing.
Today's Haiku
Medication woes
the pharmacy is my foe
now I'm feeling low
the pharmacy is my foe
now I'm feeling low
Tuesday, January 7, 2020
White Out
Had a half a snow day today because DC loses it's mind when there's a rumor that snow could happen. It's nice. I totally forgot that was a thing that could happen because this winter has been so mild.
And I didn't get caught in any traffic at all. One of the benefits of public transit. Yeah the older you get the more the boring stuff gets exciting. Although snow days are exciting no matter how old you are, right?
Today's Haiku
Sudden snow closure
we we relish leaving at lunch
by doing nothing
we we relish leaving at lunch
by doing nothing
Monday, January 6, 2020
The Itinerant Habit
I used a random word generator to launch into a little bit of writing. Today I got coil. It reminds me of snakes. I've never been a person afraid of snakes. They don't bother me in the way that spiders do. I like to say that I fear things with exoskeletons but not those with spines. It's funny to me how people differ in this way. One of my best friends is scared of mice. My mother is not a fan of reptiles, especially frogs. They say it's a basic fear, an ancestral fear based on poison. I buy that. It feels instinctual, ancient. Of course, with the advantages of the human mind, one can almost always condition oneself through exposure to curb the fear, eliminate it in time.
But spiders? No way man. I don't think I'd ever do that. I reCOIL at the thought.
But spiders? No way man. I don't think I'd ever do that. I reCOIL at the thought.
Today's Haiku
A routine emerges
history says it won't last
enjoy it for now
Today's Workout
Running: 5.5 miles
A routine emerges
history says it won't last
enjoy it for now
Today's Workout
Running: 5.5 miles
Sunday, January 5, 2020
Travel: MAGFEST 2
A fun weekend but socially taxing. Too much humanity at these conventions.
Today's Haiku
Farewell gaming hordes
I'll miss your high devotion
but not your odors
Saturday, January 4, 2020
Friday, January 3, 2020
Certain People
I'm weary of certain people. You know, people that are certain of things. I think the more certain they feel about the world around them, the more confident they are that they know how everything fits together, the more it shows how disconnected from the true nature of things they are.
I'm quite certain this is the case for all people.
Today's HaikuI'm quite certain this is the case for all people.
Puddle misjudgment
a cruel trick of the dawn light
my foot is soaking
a cruel trick of the dawn light
my foot is soaking
Thursday, January 2, 2020
Back Talk
I've been having back problems. Getting older, right? I know I need to see someone, and I know it'll be so much better if I do, but my mind doesn't wanna. Doesn't wanna deal with the hassle of getting a referral from my PCP. Doesn't wanna have to figure out when to schedule it. Doesn't wanna take the sick time out of work. Doesn't wanna meet new people. Doesn't wanna get there and find out that I just need to rest and stretch more. Doesn't wanna. Doesn't wanna. Doesn't wanna.
Today's Haiku
Chatty coworker
sometimes simple pleasantries
can be exhausting
sometimes simple pleasantries
can be exhausting
Wednesday, January 1, 2020
New You
Worked up a resolution frenzy. Trying out all kinds of things and hoping some of them stick. It's not the best method but it's what I'm feeling.
Today's Haiku
Gotta change those dates
remember that it's 20
It's hard every year
remember that it's 20
It's hard every year
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