Intentional communication
An inconsequential life update
I always seem to have trouble falling asleep on Sunday nights. Something in my body just won’t let me do it; I don’t seem to have this problem on the other days of the week. As a result, I’m usually a zombie at work by the time Monday afternoon rolls around. I also had a brutal headache by the end of the work day yesterday; even the sounds of conversation on the bus were starting to become painful. I couldn’t wait to get back to my apartment, take a Tylenol, and have a nap.
It frustrates me when I’m not able to get any sort of writing done, whether it’s a newsletter, a personal e-mail, or review. I guess on some level it is my lifeline. I have to take care of myself, though, and I’m not going to force myself to keep some arbitrary self-imposed productivity deadline or goal if I’m not feeling well.
I ended up taking the social media apps off my phone the day after I posted my last newsletter. I instinctively check my phone, but don’t spend that much time on it, usually just seeing if there’s anything in my e-mail that doesn’t trigger the push notification. I still use Facebook and Twitter on the computer, but I sit in front of a screen all day at my job, so I don’t really go on my laptop at home unless I feel the need to do so. Whenever Donald Trump sinks to a new low, I don’t need to read about it right when it happens.
The main thing that I miss is being able to easily upload a selfie from my phone, but I felt like those had become repetitive, a cheap ploy for engagement. What am I trying to express, though? What kind of connection am I really looking for? I wish it all didn’t feel like it takes so much effort.
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