Apparently this is post 939 on this blog. I would’ve rolled 1000 years ago if FecalDook and Shwitter hadn’t stolen my gas. Those platforms have really exhausted me. It’s bad enough that FB has turned into a shit pile of late: 3 posts from friends — only 1 of which is from today — and …
Tag Archives: isolation
Unbother
No real thoughts tonight, and that’s the point. Spent time at the cafe tonight, and even though I sat with people I knew, I didn’t talk. Said few words. Earbuds and a book. Left early. Sometimes, I just want to exist in the presence of people, and not be expected to stroke their egos. Just once. …
It’s pretty rad not having anyone to talk to.
Architecture is Fate
Some part of me can’t wait to return to the office. It sounds strange, yes, but if you consider that my work-from-home desk is in my bedroom, it makes sense. During the weekdays, I spend something like 80% of my day in my bedroom, between sleeping, working, eating during breaks, and playing with radios. Most …
Seven and Hell
Almost 7 weeks since my first official day of quarantine. This is difficult. No family, no lovers, no roommates, no pets. Just the occasional telemediated conversation. If not for the Internet, I would’ve lost my shit weeks ago, or would’ve broken quarantine. I guess I can thank my years of being alone, working alone, sitting …