Hump Day, Get Over It!
The Universe advises us that one important survival skill is to remain invisible
Invisible is the future of genetic privacy. Don’t be tracked, analyzed or cloned. Shed the fear. Unplug.
Ugly grey Wednesday, like being stuck in some dinosaur throat and growing forever dark.
Today's a great day to be an asshole. Very easy to punch somebody. Only I'm going inside to do some soul searching.
I invited GF out for a sit in an ambient well lit coffee house, so we went and had a relaxing time doing nothing. This particular place is less frequented than the Starbucks madhouse that exists down the block nearer to us. She got excited. I love when she smiles like a little girl who just received a nice present. We drove to stretch the time out. We have the day off, to a point, although we have a list of things to do waiting that we won't probably get to, we just can't focus. We slept in until noon. The coffee house had some basic home made chicken soup and croissant sandwiches. Comfort food. GF and I didn't interact much, we just sat in our own thoughts together, she at the table, and me on the moon. I sat by the (electric) fire place and did nothing. The fireplace is near the window and the light of day was waning as I just stared into space. No stars appeared, but what else is new? I always take opportunity and turn it in to problem making. I tried hard not to go there. It was a restive calm enduring space in the day. I'm glad we did it just to get out of our familiar selves. It gave me time to get in touch with myself, something that seemed impossible for me to do in this dreary poorly lit dwelling we come home to. Ugh.
Anyway, its now past the witching hour 6 o'clock. And I have a shift in how I am feeling. The brownie I ate probably didn't hurt...
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Invisible is the future of genetic privacy. Don’t be tracked, analyzed or cloned. Shed the fear. Unplug.
Ugly grey Wednesday, like being stuck in some dinosaur throat and growing forever dark.
Today's a great day to be an asshole. Very easy to punch somebody. Only I'm going inside to do some soul searching.
I invited GF out for a sit in an ambient well lit coffee house, so we went and had a relaxing time doing nothing. This particular place is less frequented than the Starbucks madhouse that exists down the block nearer to us. She got excited. I love when she smiles like a little girl who just received a nice present. We drove to stretch the time out. We have the day off, to a point, although we have a list of things to do waiting that we won't probably get to, we just can't focus. We slept in until noon. The coffee house had some basic home made chicken soup and croissant sandwiches. Comfort food. GF and I didn't interact much, we just sat in our own thoughts together, she at the table, and me on the moon. I sat by the (electric) fire place and did nothing. The fireplace is near the window and the light of day was waning as I just stared into space. No stars appeared, but what else is new? I always take opportunity and turn it in to problem making. I tried hard not to go there. It was a restive calm enduring space in the day. I'm glad we did it just to get out of our familiar selves. It gave me time to get in touch with myself, something that seemed impossible for me to do in this dreary poorly lit dwelling we come home to. Ugh.
Anyway, its now past the witching hour 6 o'clock. And I have a shift in how I am feeling. The brownie I ate probably didn't hurt...
.