The last person I hugged before the pandemic lockdown was my mother. The first person I hugged after my vaccination was…my mother. It’s pretty obvious. I am shit at this whole “building a society of friends around myself” thing. Absolute failure. Nobody else? Nobody? Nobody.
Category Archives: Journal
Oversubscribed
My writing and my personal life have suffered of late, and that’s because work is dominating my time. Rather, I’m letting it dominate my time. And that’s not a good thing. Due to economic slowdown, I’ve been capped at 40hrs/wk on the clock at work, and overtime has to be approved or justified. Well, since …
After Sunrise
That last three minutes of “Before Sunrise” (1995) are always a punch to my gut. The inevitability of the end of the shining relationship. The rising of the sun burning away the evening of dreams and possibilities. Collapsing infinite potentials into a concrete reality. Exposing the detritus of the night’s revelry. Exchanging uncertainty on the …
Fix Bug
“So, what do you do?” “I solve computer problems.” “No, I mean when you’re not at work.” “I solve computer problems.” “Wait, so you do the same thing at work and when you’re at home?” “Yeah.” “So what do you do for fun?” “I solve computer problems.” “OK, so what about when you’re hanging out …
The Truth Is Out There
Last night’s foggy drive made me worry that a cryptid would attack out of nowhere and snatch me from my car, and that Mulder and Scully would have to investigate which sequence of mundane events occurred to explain what really happened.