Journal of the Plague Year, Day Two Hundred Sixty Five: Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.

A word, here, about shocking turnarounds. I had an interesting discussion earlier this evening about work. My Magic group and I moved online it feels like months ago, but the larger board-game-y group of friends that is a subset of has for whatever reason been a bit slower on the uptake with moving those games […]

Journal of the Plague Year, Day Two Hundred Fifty Nine: I promise that it’s not worth losing the rest of your mind.

A word, here, about recurring motifs. I have said in the past that I enjoy finding out I was wrong. This is true. I know some people are snickering at the notion, but I promise you it is true. “The greatest teacher, failure is.” And if you haven’t realized by now, Yoda is one of […]

Journal of the Plague Year, Day Two Hundred Twenty Two: I’ll show you the life of the mind!

A word, here, about gritting it out. A few weeks ago I had a checkup with my psychiatrist. This is a standard thing, I see him about 4 times a year, he makes sure I haven’t lost my mind, asks how I’m doing, how my medications are working, that sort of thing. It is decidedly […]

Journal of the Plague Year, Day One Hundred Eighty Six: She never sleeps.

A word, here, about surprising turnarounds. We have now gotten to a point where I am taking work so seriously I am making expensive furniture-based plans around it. This is indeed a disturbing universe. So I have my setup here. The two very nice monitors my new employer gave me, along with my laptop. And […]