Excellent! Though I am sad to hear of the illness.
I am very much in the same state today, having survived a week of travel and intense work and (knocks on all the wood) so far not getting sick.
I was recently talking to a mutual friend and pointed out some things that I am growing to accept. I've had a pretty good run of not enough sleep, treating myself poorly, not exercising enough, but over the last five or so years I have come to accept that all are necessary. I think I need to add a fourth: wasting time, resting, is so utterly necessary. It is like clockwork how letting my mind wander brings me back to a story (game or otherwise) refreshed, with ideas that did not seem possible to produce suddenly pouring out of me. Get some rest, feel better, and hope to see you soon :)
Rest is so vital, which is why I’m responding to a Substack comment at 8:45 am! Seriously though. It’s one of the true finger traps of this thing we’re in—I need to come up with a name for it, something like the Agitation Engine is almost there—many digital services are eager to shout at you about what you *ought* to be doing, or develop an anxiety into a fear that prompts action (buy! watch! consume! poke!); even an email inbox becomes a list of unmet duties. Rest is important—and yet ‘rest’ becomes something that can be tracked, a site of anxiety. Less of all this, and more of John Singer Sargeant and his buds singing though opera at 2am in Tuscany.
Excellent! Though I am sad to hear of the illness.
I am very much in the same state today, having survived a week of travel and intense work and (knocks on all the wood) so far not getting sick.
I was recently talking to a mutual friend and pointed out some things that I am growing to accept. I've had a pretty good run of not enough sleep, treating myself poorly, not exercising enough, but over the last five or so years I have come to accept that all are necessary. I think I need to add a fourth: wasting time, resting, is so utterly necessary. It is like clockwork how letting my mind wander brings me back to a story (game or otherwise) refreshed, with ideas that did not seem possible to produce suddenly pouring out of me. Get some rest, feel better, and hope to see you soon :)
Rest is so vital, which is why I’m responding to a Substack comment at 8:45 am! Seriously though. It’s one of the true finger traps of this thing we’re in—I need to come up with a name for it, something like the Agitation Engine is almost there—many digital services are eager to shout at you about what you *ought* to be doing, or develop an anxiety into a fear that prompts action (buy! watch! consume! poke!); even an email inbox becomes a list of unmet duties. Rest is important—and yet ‘rest’ becomes something that can be tracked, a site of anxiety. Less of all this, and more of John Singer Sargeant and his buds singing though opera at 2am in Tuscany.