I often wake up briefly, to attend to biological functions and to take the levothyroxine. Sometimes I’ll fall back asleep after, other times I’ll take some time to compose my thoughts.
for whatever reason, my phone is especially hard to read this morning and it’s making some interesting choices as I attempt to put my thoughts down.
apparently my phone felt that I was composting my thoughts, an error that more amused than annoyed.
for truly, it is the process of breaking down our ideas that creates the fertile ground from which new ideas will spring forth.
a question that has been on my mind is what do I value. Community, kindness, those are easy answers. Collaboration. That’s another.
i suppose in many ways, I value regret, in as much as without an awareness of our mistakes, and the desire to do better, I do not see how we can grow.
I value clever word play, terrible jokes and twists of phrase.
i value the rules, as much as they annoy me; though perhaps not the rules themselves but the fairness they represent. When we agree to the rules, we are trying to play the same game. When the rules are forced upon us, that’s a different story.
especially when it’s rules for thee and not for me. The binding of the out group and the protection of the in group.
it occurs to me that the values of the French revolution apply and now I feel like I need to watch *les mis* again.
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