Winter Interlude
I am depressed, though it is a much less severe depression than what I’m used to. All it took was several lifestyle changes to get to this point.
I am no more or less cynical about the state of things. Catch me vibing on my sexy little cynicism plateau. All the government knows is be completely out of touch, bend to the will of conglomerates, exploit workers, eat hot chip and lie. COVID spikes will come and go despite my (and other people’s) fury. Fury with no outlet burns precious energy. The old man yelling at cloud within me is afk.
It is winter. I am following the ancient wisdom of my fellow mammal and taking this time to rest. Retreat. Seek warmth. Stay put. I brushed my teeth and crawled into bed at 7:30pm last night. I closed my eyes and told myself I am an animal and it is natural for periods of dormancy to occur.
Until next time,
CBR
Recommendations:
READING
The work of playwright Lisa B. Thompson, specifically her collection of plays: Underground, Monroe, and The Mamalogues
Lyme-carrying ticks are living longer and possibly spreading farther thanks to global warming heating up our winters
Anne Helen Petersen’s newsletter on ruggedization in the face of climate catastrophe
The Texas Tribune’s reporting on deadly carbon monoxide poisoning from generators and an unregulated industry disinterested in fixing the issue
My pandemic queen Sarah Zhang on why Omicron Is Forcing Us to Rethink Mild COVID
David Davis on Dick Cavett
WATCHING
Chillin Island, which Nylon refers to as “A Vacation for your Mind”
Maximalist Sara Campz
LISTENING
Know Your Enemy Podcast on how psychoanalytic tools can help us make sense of our irrational political moment
Dawn FM by The Weeknd
Caprisongs by FKA Twigs