Today's Brain Dump

I decided to order a planner to track what I do on a given day, because:

  • Keeping a list in my journal isn't working
  • Keeping a list here doesn't work for me
  • I want one place to collect only what I'm doing in a given day, so that it's easier to find patterns
  • I think it might give me a stronger sense/feeling of accomplishment, if I can see lists of what I've done on a given day/week/month
  • I'm tired of beating myself up for not accomplishing "much" during a given day, and I'd like to collect some data so I can get a more accurate, unbiased picture

Of course, the planner won't be here until Monday. 

What's up with Amazon Prime, by the way? I'm ordering something on a Tuesday night and it won't arrive until Monday? For absolutely no reason? Or, I could pay $2.99 to have it delivered the same day... but there's no option for next day or-- you know-- the standard two-day shipping that Prime members have been promised for years?

I had a great interview yesterday, and I'm crossing all of the digits that I move on to the final round. Only 2 out of the 4 will move to the final round, so hopefully I'm one of those two.

I know it's early days, but I have sorely missed blogging. And I'm really glad to be back at it. I also really appreciate the anonymity of this, because you don't know my location, my last name, or any other identifying details (ethnicity, education level, marital status, pronouns, etc.). 

To me, that's a good thing. It reminds me of the old days, back when I first began journaling on the internet-- long before it was called "blogging." 

I never knew who read my words, and it was so freeing. I said whatever I wanted to say, without worrying about who may or may not see it.

Because, back then... it was incredibly rare for anyone to find it. 

And no one was concerned about "building a brand" or "networking" or "readership." 

I'm so tired of the fucking hustle that capitalism forces us into, and I think that's actually one reason why I inevitably stopped blogging.

Now, the internet is so saturated with voices that I'm fairly certain no one I know will ever find this blog, unless I point them directly to it.

What a relief.

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