Out at the laundromat waiting for the dryers to finish. So many loads; I really should do laundry more often, because the longer I wait, the worse it is.
Or just take advantage of wash and fold service…
In an effort to lower the friction of writing, I’ve installed the WordPress client app on my devices to see if it’s easier to put together thoughts longer than 280 characters. I usually write on my workstation at home, and when out I grudgingly use the WP mobile-friendly interface in my phone’s browser. This seems fine so far.
Anything to get me writing.
Anyway, life things happen, lessons get learned, work gets reorganized, etcetera. Much to think about these days. Much to process and filter and refine. Much too much.
Sneak out the fire door of the theater under the screen. Piss behind the building instead of waiting for an open head out front. Walk around the block to your car. Remember it’s a global pandemic and that you’re not actually going to a theater to watch a movie. Realize you’re outside of time. Nothing is real.
Some people, unless you’re watchful, will sit down at your table, grab the thread of conversation, and tie it to the mile of twine they have bunched up in the baggage at their feet. There’s no end in sight, and no goal other than to take up air time.