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Zen has been called the “religion before religion,” which is to say that anyone can practice, including those committed to another faith. And that phrase evokes that natural religion of our early childhood, when heaven and a splendorous earth were one. But soon the child’s clear eye is clouded
Autism
When things are ok, I think about checking in here. I’m still not sure what purpose this space serves, but I’ve been pondering that for a while. I’ve had a presence on the Web for about as long as it has been around, but mostly because it
My Stuff
Playing with the widgets is fun. I made clocks for our different remote work offices and put the weather underneath them.
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Why is the fridge light automatic but the oven light is manual?
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I feel like I’m trying to speed run grief.
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Talk about stepping outside your comfort zone. Walked down to Hansen’s to have lunch. Had to talk to people, had to walk through the light and the noise. And I am hungry. Honor the hunger. Feed it. Is that how it works for everything? Honor the grief. Feed it.
Autism
Yesterday was pretty rough. I burned myself pretty badly emotionally, thinking about the day I moved out from the house, and after I dropped off Whit last night, I couldn’t bear to look in the windows as I went back down the driveway and by the time I reached
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Holy fuck. Normal hunger, food sounds ok, no issues making the food, ate the food, don’t feel hungry now. I’ve wanted this for so long and it finally happened.
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Recovering is weird, especially as it reveals how bad things were and for how long. Peter keeps drawing me back to 1982, 1983. Sixth grade, I turned 12 halfway through. When Peter says he wants to go home, that’s what he means. He wants to go back to his
Quotes
Switching it over to AM Searching for a truer sound Can't recall the call letters Steel guitar and settle down Catching an all-night station somewhere in Louisiana It sounds like 1963, but for now it sounds like heaven May the wind take your troubles away May the
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As a child, you wondered why it felt like your parents didn’t remember what it was like to be a kid. Then you grow up and realize they were actively trying to forget it.
Gaming
There was a singular moment where Caves of Qud hooked me. I was exploring a ruin I’d found while wondering lost in the jungle, trying to regain my bearings. I came across a statue dedicated to one of the ancient sultans who ruled over Qud, millennia ago. The inscription