You might be wondering how I’m doing on this mid-to-late Wednesday morning, with the sun shining and the sky almost entirely blue here in Chicago. With my second cup of coffee made but as of yet untouched.
And let me tell you.
This morning, in the shower, after shampooing my hair and doing my first round of conditioner (curly people will know that less is never more with conditioner), I went for another round and liberally applied body wash.
At least it was a moisturizing one.
So that’s how it’s going thus far.
My hair’s not dry yet, it takes forever, so we’ll see if there’s any effect.
And in the time since I started this, got distracted by things and things, the coffee is half gone and half warm. Seems about right for a Wednesday.
This morning I was reminded of those cold, terrifying hours in the early morning after the election, and how it felt to know all this was coming. To know, in our bones, that even the worst of what we could imagine likely wouldn’t be the worst of what was to come.
It wasn’t a nice few minutes of thought.
But here we are, boiling frogs, adjusting to the unadjustable.
What a strange time to be alive.
You can see why, then, I’d rather focus on the mistake of body wash in the hair, a mistake, I think that is turning out to be quite shiny.
Hmm.
I’m not sure if we’re capable of thinking about all the bad all the time. It seems that something as puny as the human brain would short circuit. There is only so much we can process at once.
Even AI has those kinds of limits.
Yes, there is bad, there is so much bad, but every day, even every hour, there are little dollops of good.
Sometimes those dollops even come in the form of body wash as conditioner. Or moisturizing shampoo.
Something like that.
Take those in, focus on those dollops, even if only for a few minutes.
We’ll see if there’s any effect.
Have a great Wednesday.
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