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I take the light rail train to work and back every day. Usually five days a week. My commute is about 50-55 minutes, with about 20 minutes of that on the train (the rest, walking). When we first transitioned from 3 days to 5 days required in office, it was a real drag. The hard fact of spending ten hours of my life commuting every week felt like carrying a cinder block around. Do I need to find a…
What a drab year it has been. I went on two lovely vacations but aside from that, it feels like I've just been surviving. A sizable portion of the drab-ness seems fairly attributable to the overall political, social, and economic mood of the times. Still, I have a nagging suspicion that a not insignificant part is also contained within myself—my attitudes about what I want to do and how I want to…
I came across this Bear Blog Carnival topic on early web memories , and was immediately inspired to write. My early web memories center around a few charming little areas I revisit with fondness. And with no small amount of nostalgia for an internet that I assumed had been forever lost, but which I'm happy to be discovering attempts at remembering and reviving in lots of charming little ways . One…
A recent post by combatdavey has me further reflecting on creativity and what fosters it: I used to think that no good creative work came from happiness but that's nonsense fed to guys like me between the ages of 16-25 to justify all kinds of self-obsession, self-destruction, and self-aggrandizement. The view from middle age is different. It is informed by experience and by trying a lot of things…
As is custom, the waning of the brutal heat gives me a new lease on life and I suddenly find the willpower to say 'yes' to things, get cracking on the things I've been procrastinating on, and feel like I can look head on into the future without being painfully blinded by the bright light (of the literal SUN! I admit I may be part vampire). The next few months seem busy. I agreed to join some work…
It is my favorite time of year. The weather is tolerable once again. When I arrive home in the afternoons from my walk-train-walk commute I am not sweating (although I still feel a little too warm, waiting for about 5-10° F cooler temperatures). The mornings are blissfully brisk and the sun is starting to rise later and drop earlier. The coffee shops are proudly announcing their seasonal…
I've been in a consumption slump for way too long. I've never been one to be easily addicted. Sometimes I develop short-term addictions to things, but am able to drop something with relative ease once I realize it's bad for me or just get bored with it. My current problem is wasting too much time consuming things of varying value—articles about work-tangential topics, TV shows and movies, random…
There's some feeling of fear with some sprinkling of imposter syndrome as I type with the intent to publish something on the internet. To be honest with you, aside from pithy social media posts, I haven't done this since the days of Livejournal. Maybe the fear comes from remembering when I dug up my old LJ and withered from embarrassment at the still-publicly-available evidence of my naive teenage…