Having a nightmare where your relative who’s dealing with infection-induced delirium in the waking world wanders off & is convinced by quack medical professionals that at the age of 66 she underwent immaculate conception is Not Helpful. Brain, please stop inventing new stressors.

Taking another run at limiting screen time, because I’m wondering if the increase in migraines for me lately is correlated with an increase in screen time.

My superpower is taking any Star Trek: The Next Generation B-story focused on Data and forgetting the A-story that goes with it “The Outrageous Okona” becomes “Data meets Joe Piscopo” and “Peak Performance” becomes “Data has impostor syndrome thanks to Strategema.” πŸ––

My kid goes to a Reggio Emilia school; his kindergarten class is a community of researchers. Today he & I talked about our epistemological stances. When I defined epistemological stance for him I was like, “There, just saved you 6 years of grad school.”

I get excited and ambitious and then I have a flare and then I forget all my passions and ambitions. Listen, body: I am doing my best to build a life where I take good care of you. Could you stop derailing literally everything else I want to do?