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For the past couple of weeks I’ve taken note of how long it takes me to get bored of an activity that involves reading. 1000 words. That’s my personal cutoff. 1000 words of a book. 1000 words of a blog post (or two). Even when I’m reading twitter, I’ll get bored after around 1000 words worth of tweets (unless I get to the point where I start seeing tweets I’ve already read, which happens often because I’m a twitter completionist that way). ...

We’re out here on month 6 of lockdown and it’s the worst it’s been (for me) in terms of how I feel, how my body feels, how much I’m struggling to get things done. I’ve been a night owl my whole life, going to bed at 2AM or later. But the past couple of weeks I’m in bed at 11 and up at 7-8am. Like, I guess that’s a good way to fit into the expectations of “society” but also that’s not normal. Anyway, despite the terrible week I’ve had, when I look back there are a few things that I did enjoy: ...

Two things. Watching this video made me miss Paris. It’s not like it even shows any of the places that I like or any particular activities I enjoy, but it has the “vibe” and I really miss that vibe. Seeing people, without masks, nonchalantly take the subway is weird. I caught myself feeling low-key panicked while looking at it, and so now I’m constantly wondering how everything is going to work if/when we all find a new, post pandemic normal.

The thing with this thing is that at any given moment you’re either preaching to the choir or talking to someone that’s so thick, so dumb, and so ignorant that you just have to move on knowing that their nose sticking out above their mask is a problem that’s going to take care of itself.But it still hurts that even though they don’t care if they get sick and die, their lack of care can get someone perfectly careful sick. It pisses me off to no end. ...

Last Saturday I got really bored and decided to make a list of things that I remember being interested in from my teens up until now. I’ve always been the type of person who darts between hobbies several times a week, and so I have hundreds of interests that I never got good at, didn’t pay enough attention to, or abandoned because #Life got in the way. At the same time, I feel/know that I’m never happier than when I have the time to properly explore something I’m interested in. I get obsessed with it, and while I’m doing it, reading about it, talking about it — I feel good. Plus, I remember being much happier when I was a teenager. PLUS, I’m constantly wondering what I should write about and what this blog should be about. ...

I’m in between being an Evernote user and a Notion user, and I’m trying to figure out how to take notes and how to store reference material. Im not working on a specific #project right now, I’m mostly just hoarding quotes and articles and images. If this was for a specific project I’d have much less trouble figuring it out. Right now my big line in the sand is that Notion is basically RAM — information and resources that are likely to be revisited within the next month for something I’m working on or thinking about. ...

The last thing I remember was taking the subway home from the office and being astounded by a woman eating popcorn out of a bag with her bare hands, occasionally holding onto the railing, as everyone around her (including me) was wearing a face mask. That was in the middle of March, before cases skyrocketed in Ukraine[note]we have a very modest rocket here, so it’s not that scary, but I still went full-quarantine and stayed home.[/note] and the whole country was quarantined. Now it’s the middle of July and going outside feels weird. I missed a whole season. The calendar says “Summer” but I didn’t get a spring and so now my internal clock is all messed up. ...

I hate writing about my plans online. I love doing it, but I hate the way it feels. This blog alone (and this is what, my 10th-ish blog?) has had at least three “I’m getting back to blogging” posts. Sometimes it’s just the only thing I can muster. I have the ambition to do something, but not the energy to make it anything substantial. And so, this is a “here’s the plan” type of post. ...

I’m not enjoying the fact that this is the highlight of my day, but I’m at Inbox Zero and if feels like a huge load has been taken off my shoulders. For a person who hates working from their Inbox, I do it all the time. So, to not have to do that anymore (even if it’s just for the next 12-ish hours) feels amazing. That’s it. Thanks for tuning in. ...

This was a particularly difficult one. I couldn’t get myself to do any real work, but I didn’t feel like I was having a good time with any of the other activities either. Except these four: Comic books (Saga, in particular) I basically read through the entire 54 issues of Saga in 4 days. I think I started on Monday and by Thursday I was done with everything that was published before their “indefinite hiatus” in 2018. It is so good. I’m not much of a comic book reader (yet), but going from not reading them at all to reading 54 issues in less than a week says something about how good the story is. Now there’s a huge “void” that I’m trying to fill by reading Paper Girls, Y: The Last Man, V for Vendetta, and Sweet Tooth. ...