Tuesday, June 06, 2017

woops

Well... last night... talk about an unfiltered brain dump. I knew there was a few things I would be inclined to edit when I re-read it.

But was actually surprised at which lines I wanted to edit, then debating if I want to change it or just leave it as a raw reflection of the moment.

Kind of leaving it as the latter.

Waking up feeling pretty good. It was wet but not raining., Getting better at not looking at twitter/FB. But the new Instagram algorithm is killing me, I hate it. Gimme chronological order please. It is like they are trying to kill the original side and focus on stories only.

I didn't really take a break from this so much as just freaking have been going flat out.

Walking to the shuttle from the remote facility I got thinking...  my job, I help people. All day. That's what I do. I don't make stuff, I don't have to hit goals or sales targets, I teach people how to use microscopes and then figure out why they aren't working. Yeah yeah, no big deal, I get it, used to it, but it is also different than many people's occupations. odd though that i thought about it at all. Other than it actually, even as silly and inconsequential, i invest heavily in it and it actually is kind of emotionally exhausting at times.

But hey rode in and it wasn't raining. Roads/path were soaked and puddling and lots of debris kicked up on the bike even with the fenders. Found out about a secret outdoor hose, so bike actually got all the shit washed off before going into the office to hand out all day. Bonus!

No smackdown because of rain. We were going to start the West side version, the OG Mark Nicholson one but rain? nope.

anyway...

maybe things will settle down and I'll get a chance to relax. Also i'm kind of bummed that I can't fly out with my brother to visit my dad...  so that was kind of bringing me down. But it just means I'll have to carve time into the summer somewhere to head to Colorado. June's kind of already stupidly busy though. Supposed to have a lull. But well...  this year is different.

every year is it seems...

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