"Puppet wrangler? There weren't any puppets in this movie!" – Crow T. Robot
Another rainy day, although this one I didn’t get to spend at home. All things being equal, I think my back and related discomfort might be a little worse today; certainly, I wish I was seeing my spine doctor this Friday instead of next. But, despite that, it was an okay enough day overall. Albeit a pretty unexceptional day all around.
Then again, any Monday that’s actually a Tuesday is already one up in my book.
“Where Is My Mind?” by (the) Pixies.
That’s what revenge is, at least partly: the attempt to create structure in a senseless act by giving it a story arc, and by giving yourself agency inside that arc. It’s not just “everyone I loved was horribly murdered,” it’s “When the people I loved were murdered, I became a ruthless killing machine, and devoted myself to finding justice.” The difference between News At 11 and a miniseries.
Another quiet, and rainy, day at home. I took Monday off, mostly just to burn off some remaining vacation days, and I used it to do nothing more exciting than mail out copies of Kaleidotrope to contributors and subscribers. Did you know the US Postal Service has a new customs form that you only have to sign and date once? Thrilling details, I know!
Otherwise, I spent the day mostly watching some television and doing a little writing. Then again, I slept in until almost 11 o’clock, so it’s kind of amazing I got anything done at all.
Hey, it’s my day off.
And while I don’t want to jinx it, my back and surrounding discomfort seemed marginally better today. I’m keeping my doctor’s appointment in two weeks even if the pain disappears altogether. But it’s nice to think I might be getting a little better, or at least back to recent-normal.