I have a real bad habit of missing milestones on the day, but I remembered afterward! Ha. Plus it was the puppy’s second birthday yesterday, and he cracked a toenail the night before which led to us having to chase him to clean the wound, and cover it so he didn’t continue to bleed on every single surface in the house he can get to unaided. It was a thing. I spent a bit of time on my hands and knees scrubbing blood out of carpets, off bed sheets, and off of the tile floor, grout and hard wood slats. Fun times. It could have gone better as a whole I’d say. No matter. We new skinned the wound, he has a bootie on to protect from salt & snow on the exposed quick. And that’s about all we can do for it now.
But here we are day 601 now, once more. This is the second or third time I’ve been here. I’ve had some strange luck with the continuous writing streak, so I’m not mad anymore. I have been furious on two occasions prior, but that’s because the issues were so fresh, so new, so raw. I’m more blasé about it all now. I’ve gotten this far twice before so, you know, whatev’s. Do I think I can get a streak up over 831 again? Possibly. Maybe. I don’t know. When I focus on the streak count instead of the content of my writing in each post the quality dips considerably.
I look back at pre Covid infection pieces and think, I don’t remember writing this at all. It’s rather well put together. Oh my, is my brain shrinking? Am I getting dumber? Or am I now more easily distracted, and less inclined to follow a thought until it reaches a reasonable conclusion? Not sure. I did recently have a dream I was back in university trying to put together a research paper on a famous scientist’s research methods, to see if they were as meticulous as they should be. It was weird. Since it was a dream I could not read any text, and I couldn’t seem to commit any thoughts to the written word. I was very frustrated and starting to panic. It woke me up, and I had to think about it while awake (sort of, it was three in the morning) until 8 had put some actual thoughts in order out loud, and then I could fall asleep knowing full well I’m not THAT dimwitted.
I still have random dreams that I’ve somehow missed every class for a required course, but still have to attend an exam I’m not prepared for. With cold sweats as I try to cram in the early morning hours on the day of the test. Hate those dreams. Not cool!
You ever have a partial memory of a room you’ve been in, but for the life of you cannot recall where that particular room is located? Like was it one of the two colleges I attended, the university, an old high school, a school trip to some place else? Like I have a vivid recollection of a room, but no idea how old I was when I went, or why I was there in the first place. Very odd feeling.
In an addition 130 days or so we will hit two years on this writing streak, and that will be cool. I have fewer than forty days left to hit a 600 day streak on Reddit. I’ve game-ified all these different tangential obligations just to keep them going day in, and day out. Like watching the view count for this blog each day, week, month, and year. Must be a dopamine hit. At least I am aware I am playing myself to achieve some sort of results. Ha! What simple people are we.
Tuesday December 9th, of the year 2025. We are eleven days from the real start of winter and we have had a few days down to minus fifteen degrees Celsius all ready! Going to be a snow filled, and bitterly cold winter this year I think. A long, cold. And drab winter is laid out before us. Hold on tight!
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