In Which I talk about city streets and how details matter
Good morning, dear friend, reader of this present post!! How are you? How have you been, in this mid-week? Hope you are well, I do wish you the best! I was desiring to write something on the blog sooner, but I either lacked the motivation, or lacked idea on what exactly to write, or both, and unfortunately, usually both. My mind has been on a burning out alert for some weeks now, and every move I make I dread causing me to snap, I would fall on the floor and weep until I could no more. The summer heat does not help, even if this summer in the grand scheme of things is not really that abrasive. Statistics are useful, but daily life can amplify one's situation. It is summer, and it sucks, no matter if the weather is slightly less hot than some years ago... I will talk more about heat as follows, because thanks to a book I am reading, I have even more reasons to do so! Let us jump to it shall we? Now, of course I may change my mind, because that is how a chaotic mind with OCD goes, wh...
