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HetFlexK 51M
157 posts
4/21/2023 2:24 am
scatterbrained

Honestly, there’s been a ton of stuff going on in my life lately, but my mind has been so occupied and overwrought with stress and worry that sitting down to write hasn’t been the joyous experience it usually is. In fact. I have several posts started, and even a few might be considered ready to go, but in the end I haven’t done much. Looming over everything good and bad, exciting and dull, dramatic and banal is my impending move to Southern Oregon. Even if I were just posting updates about that my output would be impressive, but as it stands I seem incapable of following through. I’ve been scatterbrained, and almost paralyzed with inaction.

That’s not to say that I haven’t been accomplishing things elsewhere, because I have. In order to make my move go as smoothly as possible I have done extensive amounts of shopping and planning. Nearly every day I busy myself with tasks related to helping my friend ChrisSwallows around the house / yard. I shovel gravel into wheelbarrows and then transport it elsewhere on the property, and am currently in the process of removing a large amount of moss and mold from the top of a trailer he purchased. These are the things I do to show my gratitude for all of his help, and it’s an extra bonus that the physical exertion also keeps me in decent shape. Since I no longer work for Amazon, and no longer own a bicycle, my exercise has been narrowed down to long walks around the neighborhood at night. It’s helped my injured hip and pelvis a great deal, but my upper body gets almost no action unless I’m doing yard work or something. Of course that is going to change drastically when I move.

Without going into detail I’ll just say this; the very first thing I have to do on my property is dig a hole that is 3 / three feet deep and 18 / eighteen feet wide. This is going to be done by hand, with a normal shovel, so you can imagine how sore my muscles are going to be when I am done. Right after that it’ll be time to build my geodesic dome in that hole, so no rest for this wicked guy. The weather is supposed to begin warming up this weekend, which is when I plan on moving, so fingers crossed that stays true long enough for me to dig said hole and build said dome. I don’t want it to be cold but I wouldn’t mind at all if it rained some of the time, since collecting rain water is how I will keep myself hydrated, wash my clothing, water my plants and so on. Uncomfortably cold weather and dangerous driving conditions have kept me from moving thus far, but it looks like that is predicted to end very soon.

With the exception of the move, I am going to be doing all of this alone, which weighs quite heavily on my mind most of the time. It’s tough to sit down and write when you’re going through an emotional rollercoaster, so I’ve opted out. I’ve also been trying to develop more of a presence on TikTok and YouTube since making videos is easier and much more popular, which would also explain why I am not writing much lately. It’s a habit I know I need to quit, but some of them do actually die harder than you’d expect. Speaking at a camera is definitely not the same as taking the time to compose a few paragraphs, but practice will make me better at it just as it did with writing. I don’t know if I’ll ever fully stop typing my thoughts and feelings out and posting them for the world to see but one thing I know for sure is that I will no longer treat the act like a job or chore. I do not have to maintain my blog in order to make ends meet so it will be purely for the enjoyment of it from this day forth. It’s officially time to transition to another media of expression, as it were. My story is not done, it’s just going to be told in a slightly different form from now on.



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