I am really surprised I never noted Ani DiFranco’s Fuel here, neither complete lyrics nor excerpt. I have referenced it, at least in 2007; feels underrepresented, given how much it’s cycled through my head the past many years.
Westworld said timshel! Anthony Hopkins said timshel. ::happy me::
SO MANY ALL the things. Podcasts, library books, books on my shelves, streaming audio, friends’ content, news programs, stories, educational programs, ETC.
Too many all the things. I cannot all the things.
Perhaps half the thing is that the not-sleeping times are some of my favorite. That’s all kinds of things, I’m sure.
My Neighbor Totoro. Is the hype justified? I’ll finally be able to answer this in a few hours.
P.S. I like that my keyboard apparently already knows how to spell Totoro.
I confuse Instagram and WhatsApp Stories. When can we just aggregate Everything with transparent & simple-frontend privacy & filtering options, and direct our collection points so our data goes where we choose, so the world can be a better place?
My spatial sense sometimes astounds me with its effectiveness. I wonder where it comes from, and I am very grateful for it.
I think my dreams are getting more elaborate, and interesting. System of luxury homes set into a hillside meadow, somehow free to occupants, protective measures from natural disasters; many social and physical details. Come as usual.
Side progress was had. Does little for the task list, yet does plenty anyway.