@a3e2a07b yeah. when I was driving to Mountain View, I wasn't doing much better. mind you, my employer had an office in SF. but i was told i hadn't earned the privilege of working there. so i quit.
now they want me as a client. ha! let's see you earn the privilege.
I woke up in the dark, got dressed, and drove to a doctor’s appointment in San Mateo. The clinic is a mile from my former office so this drive is one I’ve done hundreds of times.
but today it felt... odd. anachronistic.
it’s not that the drive itself is bad: there are way worse places to be than 280 at dawn, inside a warm masterpiece of German engineering.
there’s hardly any traffic. no billboards from enterprise software startups shouting at each other about the superiority of their product offerings.
when I did this commute daily (because there isn’t public transit where I’m going), I treated it like moving meditation.
notice @74c65fe5 still asleep in the folds of the hills. admire how the sun paints the trees a golden yellow.
in isolation, it’s not a bad diversion.
but when we *had to* do it daily? each of us inside a small metal box, suffocating the very view we feel privileged to admire?
that’s barbarian.
will we ever do it again?
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I don’t have a great Banana photo this week for #caturday.
Because Banana has been a little standoffish with me as I heal from surgery. I’m a less welcoming lap since I’m not allowed to sleep normally which means Banana isn’t able to sleep on me normally. And then I had the nerve to go back to work and spend my days sitting at my desk.
So. She’s tolerating me for now. But I’m on thin ice as a her Person.
#LilOrangeAnnie
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@a3e2a07b I’ve decided that Polaroids completely fail to capture a factually accurate picture of reality yet capture the feeling of it 100% of the time.
@091f63f5@7ec25196 I’m “you didn’t used to have to wait in a giant line to get Mitchell’s” old so I’m always shocked at how popular it’s become (but in a pleasant way! yay Mitchell’s!)
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