I’ve decided I’m not going to have an opinion on anything anymore. Opinions breed division. I’m just going to live my life and not worry about any of it. The world doesn’t need another opinion.
Sometimes, I get physically exhausted from talking to people. It is the curse of the introvert. I have built up some social skills over the years. It’s not like I am without ability. A few quips remembered. A bit of banter- keep the conversation moving, try to sound animated, ask others about themselves, the usual small talk skillset.
But if extroverts are recharged by social connections, there is no way I am one of them. A lie down, a long walk, a quiet room. Anything to feel human again.
We all need a quiet space from time to time. The brain feeds off the infinite, and it needs to be quiet to tune in.
As someone in recovery, I have had long term, ongoing issues with trying to lose weight and stop craving carbohydrates. One thing I have observed, and I’m not sure what the solution is, is that when I am tired, I don’t care. I just don’t care.
That’s Trump tweeting smugly in capital letters for the next year then. #sigh#
Please can you provide a pair of glasses for my wife that she can use specifically to find her glasses with with please?
Thanks very much.
Love from ODAAT
is just toxic at the moment. So much misinformation, tribalism, people living in echo chambers and click bait mixed with memes that contain incredibly bland suggestions about life.
if the rumours about Robert Del Naja are true, being Banksy AND a member of Massive Attack in the SAME lifetime.
Whoever or whatever was responsible for distribution of talent that year could have been a little more egalitarian about it.