antipeptide sings

I'm in bed on a warm night, after several days of clouds and rain. I'm sick, and not enjoying it in the least, unsurprisingly. I went to urgent care today for over an hour hoping to get some antibiotics which would unclog my right ear and make me feel less like shit, but to my surprise the MA flushed out my ears, and when a particularly persistent bit of earwax wouldn't move, the PA came in and removed a huge yucky gob. I swear I felt 16 through 20k Hz come flooding in my ear with the zealous hiss of a newly styled, ikea brand urgent care room next to a chipotle. I felt pretty banging after that to be honest, and even went to the store waiting for Walgreen to cash in my chips for Predinsone. They hadn't yet, and I resolved to return home where I loitered on my couch, intermittently awash with malaise and some notions of sweeping or walking. I resolved to do neither, instead choosing to venture back out to Walgreen after a brief confirmatory phone call that my prescripti...

 Revisiting this for the first time in a long time. Despite my original goal of writing more, I think I've done no more writing in the last 8 months or so than any other time. Recently when listening to a podcast, I was reminded of the value of externalizing your thoughts, as a way perhaps of being mindful or understanding them better.  I can't remember where, but a while ago I heard a podcast or something talking about some potential applications of virtual reality for psychology and therapy. They explained that they had setup a virtual little world which had some animated version of Sigmund Freud in it, and the patient would don the VR helmet and talk to freud about their issues, just as they would a therapist usually. Once they had voiced their thoughts, they would switch places virtually with freud and hear and watch a recording of themselves voicing their own worries. They found evidently that individuals had a much easier time empathizing with themselves, and they found ...

 

 

 

  I first arrived at Gillette Stadium near the end of February in the year of 2021. I was living in Providence Rhode Island at the time and looking for work which paid well with less of a long time commitment. I was hired by a company called Aveanna as a "Wellness Clerk" to help in the logistics of administering the COVID - 19 vaccine. My first day of work was a Friday, and I drove from Providence to Foxborough MA at 9:30 in the morning,  having never been to this large stadium before. It was a warm sunny day,  nearly in the 50s. When I fist crested the hilltop near by I was shocked at the size and magnitude of the building; I had been expecting for some reason a stadium in a more forested area. I parked in the lot and was escorted through a snake of patrons to the upper floor of the stadium. Here, a long line snaked its way through to a series of about 40 stations where a nurse sat, garbed in face shield and mask, accepting groups of individuals to receive the moderna va...