time flies when i'm bored and being useless.
i like when i can actually feel the days passing and they don’t just blur together; a blurry daygg yolk yellows the whole week bowl. i used to prefer scrambled eggs but time in both senses has done its work on me with a nice fried one. my tastes have grown with age and i’ve gotten less tolerant of the investment into beating them and washing extra dishes. am i 80 years old? no, because i can still eat fried eggs, which means i still have teeth.
so anyway, time has not been flying as much recently.
feeling less of a need to write about my endeavours in the things i’m learning. i think it actually discourages me from updating on neocities, updating on those. i’ve continued physics and c++ and started learning swift today because i feel like it would be fun and it has been.
feeling doesn’t mean anything though, i’ve also repeatedly and rudely been reminded recently. for a while i used that as a reason to not act on feeling, but i think i make more progress when i do, and long-term results care a lot more about consistent general non-stagnancy than strict adherence to one goal. basically i can keep coping about not being wired that way or work with what i have. (it’s funny that cope has adopted a meaning totally opposite from its original meaning.) i don’t remember what happened yesterday or last week but i know that i want to get the next chapter or project done. i like when days blur together and i can’t feel the days passing.
the sun is down but when does the day end…
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signing off,
six
created: 2025-11-14T04:39:01.073Z
last updated: 2025-11-14T07:33:24.990Z