…But I didn’t finish the book (“The Hour of the Land”) in time for today, so here’s something else.
- I miss having more control over my diet; it’s much harder to eat the way I want while at home than it was while being in college, which is a little paradoxical given meal plans and the necessity to stick to them without wanting to spend more money, but: at least then I had more ability to make healthier choices.
- One of my resolutions is to turn my body into a weapon because if I’m going to be an object anyway, I might as well be a dangerous one. This is only partially joking; I go running and walking and biking a lot during warmer weather, and it’s frustrating to feel defenseless against men who catcall.
- Even though 1k words in a fiction story isn’t that much and I used to be able to do 5x that in the same amount of time that it took for me to get what I wanted out this time around, I still have to be satisfied that I got something done.
- I was hoping that reducing my caffeine intake to much lower levels (at least one latte with two or more extra shots of espresso a day down to zero per week) would mean I’d fall asleep easier but instead, here I am up ten minutes past my chosen bedtime (that’s also not, strictly speaking, my fault).
- There’s something about driving at night in the rain and seeing lights from buildings and billboards (as opposed to oncoming traffic, which, no thanks) that gets me feeling like I’m lifting off into space. I don’t know if I like it or dislike it, just that it happens, and that whenever I find myself closing, I appreciate that it’s rain and not snow.