Just the Line — Words Only

Worked a four-hour week. Made possible by a team of six.

The meeting was a status update. The status update was a meeting. We attended both.

This meeting could have been asynchronous. Like the last one. We will meet about it.

"Our décor apologizes for our behavior."

The houseplant survived the vacation. It did not survive me coming back.

FINANCIAL ADVICE: KEEP CRYING. IT'S FREE.

The dog knows I am pretending to work. The dog has not told anyone. Yet.

The doctor asked how I felt. I had not considered it. We agreed to follow up.

Festivity: Downloaded successfully.

Local news: the car drove itself into the pedestrian. (The driver was a passenger in their own life, apparently.)

Family meetings should come with mute buttons.

Could not get him to brush his teeth. Could get him to do a five-step skincare routine. He is six.

"Faith, Family, and Free Wi-Fi."

What worked for me: a fear of consequences, three calendars, and a friend who texts me at 8.

Existential optimism.

I have very strong opinions. They were given to me free of charge by a podcast.

EXISTENTIAL DREAD. SUBSCRIPTION RENEWED.

Television peaked when a cartoon villain interviewed Björk and nobody told the audience why.

Spent the entire dinner monitoring myself socially. Said about three things.

Enlightenment: buffering.

I declined the meeting. Got invited to a smaller meeting. About the meeting I declined.

Flaws? I call them features.

Camera off. Mic off. Listening with my body slumped and my eyes closed. Fully present.