...and there's the thing. I've always confused time and space: the past feels like a place I can go back to with the right talismans in my hand. Those daybooks were passports of a sort. The only consolation is that I don't *really* want to go back to the 80s, when I was far more naive and clueless than someone in their thirties ought to be, hanging out with people I didn't much like because there was no one else to hang out with. So yes, farewell all those transient coworkers and roommates and friends. My social life is now much emptier than it was, but quality has replaced quantity, for which I must be grateful.
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...and there's the thing. I've always confused time and space: the past feels like a place I can go back to with the right talismans in my hand. Those daybooks were passports of a sort. The only consolation is that I don't *really* want to go back to the 80s, when I was far more naive and clueless than someone in their thirties ought to be, hanging out with people I didn't much like because there was no one else to hang out with. So yes, farewell all those transient coworkers and roommates and friends. My social life is now much emptier than it was, but quality has replaced quantity, for which I must be grateful.
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Had a Johnson cocktail last night. System took exception to it some hours later, is why I was awake at 5 a.m. Well, that and possibly a thunderstorm…
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Maybe it's my tablets synching with each other, maybe it's just google chrome being arbitrary, but the settings and presentation on this beast have…
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Didn't rain today so I got the sandwiches I was craving yesterday, though they'd have gone down better yesterday because today I wasn't really in…
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