DAILY PHOTO: Autumn Forest
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Chemical interactions in (and between) my nervous, enteric nervous, and endocrine systems make me nervous.
I’ve heard it said that it’s kind to rewind, but everyone who’s said that is quite old.
But I just lie on my back and contemplate the ceiling.
I don’t use social media. It uses me, or — more precisely — it uses my information and attempts to use my attention — as it does of us all. Perhaps it was a symbiote but it’s becoming ever more parasitic.
How does one mambo to the banana patch?
I once hitched a ride and was not murdered. [I hope it goes without saying that neither did I murder the person who gave me a ride. If it does not, I did not.]