Wednesday, March 10, 2021

3130 : Ravages of modern life

As I look back on my own posts in this blog, I realize how much I sometimes struggle with keeping the facade up. It does not mean I broadly struggle with life - but instead - it means I am ravaged by the microcosm.

And that battle with the every day takes a deep toll. Not in a way of being waylaid or lost, but in the sense, it's battle weariness. 

And I don't know if I am the only one. Am I special? As Elon Musk describes himself.

(I don't for a minute conflate his superpowers with my limited skills...but more around the comment of him feeling "tormented", him worrying that his brain will feels like that on most days. So much to do, and so much of "switching".)

For whatever reason - my "magical" brain has started singing (in its cranium)

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special

From Creep. What a time to be alive :-)

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