Today, Easter Sunday, is a slow day. Haven’t done much yet. Woke up late, ate and went back to bed. So much for celebrating the Resurrection.
There might be a lot of contradictions in your life. Just roll with them, I guess.
I’ve also found a new method of organizing thoughts yesterday: Zettelkasten. Index cards with hyperlinks so you can connect ideas. Autistically anal German organization method, what’s not to like?
Almost everyone I speak to likes the calmness that the social isolation brings. Me too. But even though the skies are plane-ridden and the lakes are boat-free, I have a feeling that we’re not going to learn the lesson.
New song. Like the verse in which she doesn’t think she’ll risk another lover. Melancholic spring day mood. Waiting for McDonald’s despite my newfound flexitarianism, which only adds to the melancholy. Post-add: McDonald’s on Easter Sunday is hella depressing.
Everything will be well. Just realize you have to put in the work, and then actually put in the work. Go build something or something. And don’t forget that Jesus has risen from the dead so that God forgives your sins.
Until the next time.