If you “travel” in the right circles, you hear a lot now about subjective reality, seeing different movies, creating your own experience, and “The Algorithm.” Elon Musk went on Joe Rogan and told the world that there was a strong probability that this is all just an elaborate simulation. If that is the case, coincidences, ghosts, déjà vu, and random, strange events are all in the program or are hiccups. It sort of makes sense, right?
Happy New Year, fam! Do you like my theme for the year? It’s not as good as the original, “Cuttin’ a Bitch in 2006,” but it’ll do.
As I stepped outside the door into the garage this morning and put the door up, the shock of cold air on my face and the dim winter light felt almost like a time warp of sorts. It happens every year, but it felt especially strong today as I started the car and backed out of the driveway, the car’s metal creaking in the chill. It was a brittle cold, a Fargo sort of cold.
Okay, surprise, I’m not really dead. And I’m not planning on going anywhere for the foreseeable future. But you never know. You could get hit by a bus and wake up dead tomorrow. And in honor of Rosh Hashanah, I decided to do a little exercise in sorting myself out.
I had a stressful day today – far more so than usual. My youngest was sick yesterday, so I had to take a day off from work. We are in the busiest season of work this time of year, so it’s not unusual to get 30-80 emails a day, depending on where we’re at in the season. I’m perpetually behind, quite frankly, and I expect to be running a deficit until at least October 1st