Even though I’ve figured out the root cause issue of my three-month, near-daily headaches to be ergonomic, I still wear my sunglasses while at work. The lights are too bright. Mainly, though, it’s easier for me since I don’t need to worry about being exposed to harsh lights for hours a day. It may be weird, even for people I haven’t seen in a while, but I have a legitimate reason for wearing them indoors.
I wonder if I became disinterested in watching movies because my spine was subtly distracting me from watching what would otherwise be alright but somewhat boring media? I have noticed, as I think of how I will sit in chairs to recline, that I’m not well-disciplined in good back posture. I’ve been practicing good standing posture of not leaning on one side, hip, or foot. Sitting? That’s something I’ll have to practice, maybe during movies?
The saddest thing about browsing through thrift stores is seeing these mementos of lives once lived. Family photos and personalized notes written with love are heart-breaking, but all part of the general progression of life. Every rainfall destroys priceless artifacts. When I think about my time working in a thrift store, I remember the priority for the sorters was speed. The furniture department worried about quality, but for the miscellaneous items, just price and go.
I haven’t had a headache in over a week, I’ve been back from medical leave for longer, and I’m getting bored of the topic of writing about health issues. I have a list of the last three essays I want to write to conclude this series I’m calling Tripping On The American Healthcare System, otherwise, I can’t think of much else to write. I guess that means I’ve soaked in as much as I could?
One month into taking the high blood pressure beta-blocker Propranolol, I’m finally seeing the long-term benefits. I’ve always felt anxious. It’s not that those feelings have gone away like when I’ve taken benzodiazepines. It’s just the biggest spikes have calmed down. Unlike the anti-depressants I’ve taken that have given me severe depression, here, I’m just not controlled by the largest spikes of anxiety or depression that always used to inhibit my thoughts toward progressing forward.
My first memory of narrative design is from some ZZT game. It was probably done in myriad other games and media, but there I was in the early 90s as an innocent kid playing games for fun, accidentally learning about narrative structures like callbacks and returns. When I interact with media now, it’s for exploring culturally-significant [or insignificant] titles, learning narrative structure, or casual, sometimes inattentive meandries, through media until I finish or drop them.
I accidentally arrived over ten minutes early to meeting “Ahmed” to sell this Macintosh Quadra in the grocery parking lot and nearly got bored. I like arriving early so that I can be familiar with my surroundings. Where I parked, I saw everything, from the teens getting out their car to go to the nearby restaurant to the cops talking in their vehicles, to the grocery store – but I didn’t see “Ahmed” until he parked.
You will sometimes get many responses to items you’re selling within the first hour you post it. You may sometimes for wait weeks to get even one response. That’s where I give it about a month: week one at full price, week two half price, then consider donating it. I posted this Quadra first for $40 then dropped it down to $20 and before I got to that donation consideration, I got two responses from interested buyers.
When selling things, I like getting to the public place – like a grocery store parking lot or some other busy location – about five or ten minutes early, and sometimes I’ll be late. When I’m not, that’s a good time to check my surroundings, soak in the scenery, and wait for the buyer. I don’t recommend being “off your guard” during this time by reading essays or writing text messages. It’s just good not being sidetracked.
I am approaching seven years of sobriety. It hasn’t been easy. It has been rewarding for myriad reasons, part of which includes learning to practice developing my patience and extending my fuse so I am less prone to reacting immediately in anger. The thing that has helped me out the most through all of this is giving myself mental buffers. If I encounter a situation like a stressful email, I may re-read it several times.