March 9, 2020
I wanted this year to be the best year I have ever had so far. I had high hopes based on the fact
that I like the number 2, and my birthday had a lot of 2s in it. There is a little bit of
superstition in me. However, I never really understood it when people say things like
"x year was bad" because I have never really put much emphasis in years or dates or
characterizations of numbers before, but now that I've done it, I'm starting to realize how
that can happen.
Vow: I will not try to think of 2020 as the best year, when my life will completely change
all my itself. I will develop small habits that will better myself and perhaps better the conditions
I change my vows all the time, but it's still nice to think about them and write them down.
December 19, 2019
I think I put 10k pictures of this same walk on various social media accounts, but I will
put some pictures up on here, too.
November 26, 2019
I'm all alone on Strava, and I like it that way. It feels...meditative, kind of.
I don't know why I like giving away my data so much like I do on Strava.
Or here! I guess very few can keep a journal anymore because there's no
feedback or social network to give journal keepers a boost of hormones or
something resembling rewarding human interaction, but I'm alone on Strava (besides
Strava). Yes, I keep track of my distances, but I also take pictures,
write little comments that have nothing to do with
running, and so on. I don't need to do that, but somehow I want
Strava to know a little bit of my personality. Maybe my fear of death and
non-existence gets funneled into Strava.
November 22, 2019
Comparison of Joker and Parasite experiences.
November 21, 2019
I am hoping that if I write in this for awhile that my thoughts
will come out not as a tweet but as long paragraphs that will make me more
verbose when I need to be verbose. When I wrote in long paragraphs,
however, I wrote the most annoying, long emails, so I hope that
I will find a middleground between tweet-length and meandering-length.
November 20, 2019
Wellllllll, look who the cat dragged in.
August 15, 2019
Contacts were in, eyes were wet.
I can so easily just sit in a daydream, for hours at a time if I'm not being
careful. It's embarrassing but also feels like the realest thing about me.