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It's February and it's too cold to go outside.
I've been depressed for a few days, coinciding with period onset, but am pushing back for an upswing. Trying hard to balance retro/introspection with outward-facing activity. Went on a date last week, texting with another this week, nothing much to report on that front either way but the activity is healthy I think.
Work has wobbled a little bit this last week and it's making me anxious, tho I think again everything is all right. Thinking about adding a third wheel when the season turns, picking up some sort of gig-economy thing around the city. Meaning to ask my cousin J about that dog-walking app she worked with in the city a few years ago, would that be good use of odd hours? Animals + outside historically = good, for me.
I can't quite seem to find a groove to drive myself in. Fannishly, I'm still mostly engaging with women's children's novels from the 60s and 70s, ie my most comfort of comfort fandoms, Le Guin and Cooper and L'Engle. It's not a bad place to be, but it leaves me a little culturally isolated :( I wish I could figure out how to watch ST DISCO without subscribing to CBS :(
Personally, I'm keeping on keeping on, but I also don't quite know why I get up every day. Seems suboptimal, somehow. I don't know if I'm hoping to fall in love again, and find purpose that way, and if that's healthy or not? Dating is mostly hard for me bc I do often find people rather boring, when I don't click well with them. I missed feminist book club yesterday bc of aforementioned period, and also bc the book was a contemporary stripper memoir and I just wasn't feeling up for Sex Wars discourse potential like that. Last month, the book club harvested some phone numbers I need to maybe make use of. The people at the library writing group vocally love and want to keep me, but are very dispossesed on the whole.
I've been depressed for a few days, coinciding with period onset, but am pushing back for an upswing. Trying hard to balance retro/introspection with outward-facing activity. Went on a date last week, texting with another this week, nothing much to report on that front either way but the activity is healthy I think.
Work has wobbled a little bit this last week and it's making me anxious, tho I think again everything is all right. Thinking about adding a third wheel when the season turns, picking up some sort of gig-economy thing around the city. Meaning to ask my cousin J about that dog-walking app she worked with in the city a few years ago, would that be good use of odd hours? Animals + outside historically = good, for me.
I can't quite seem to find a groove to drive myself in. Fannishly, I'm still mostly engaging with women's children's novels from the 60s and 70s, ie my most comfort of comfort fandoms, Le Guin and Cooper and L'Engle. It's not a bad place to be, but it leaves me a little culturally isolated :( I wish I could figure out how to watch ST DISCO without subscribing to CBS :(
Personally, I'm keeping on keeping on, but I also don't quite know why I get up every day. Seems suboptimal, somehow. I don't know if I'm hoping to fall in love again, and find purpose that way, and if that's healthy or not? Dating is mostly hard for me bc I do often find people rather boring, when I don't click well with them. I missed feminist book club yesterday bc of aforementioned period, and also bc the book was a contemporary stripper memoir and I just wasn't feeling up for Sex Wars discourse potential like that. Last month, the book club harvested some phone numbers I need to maybe make use of. The people at the library writing group vocally love and want to keep me, but are very dispossesed on the whole.
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In the past, I've gone for walks with my cats -- but they're adjusting to being city girls, too, and haven't come out of the apartment as of yet. I'm debating taking the one out on a leash in the spring; if she likes it enough, I will, but I don't know if it will really satisfy her desire to skulk.
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I've never tried walking cats! I used to walk my ferret though from time to time, which she enjoyed, but it was different from walking a dog, because I had to follow her, rather than her following me. I imagine it would be like that with cats -- or at least my cats, lol.