I’m having a hard time remembering that these peas will probably not give me lung cancer.
I just got an ‘are you alive?’ email, so I must be due for a post. I’m suffering from a bit of mission creep with my current development task, so I’ve mostly been working these last few days. I’m still spending a fair bit of time at the Cathay center, source of abundant electrical outlets and tasty snacks — it’s mostly a teen hangout, though, so if I spend too much more time there I’m in danger of becoming ‘that guy’.
After spending a night on the Clamn I become habituated to the rocking motion so that when I’m in town the ground, furniture, and other people are prone to occasional swaying and bobbing. I wonder if this is something other people can notice by looking at me — am I rebalancing and leaning in order to compensate for my hallucinatory shifts in reference?