Currently losing my shit, I just don’t know what the fuck is even going on anymore. I had the flu recently, you could say it wasn’t so debilitating that it was impossible to survive, but it made me fucking irritable, and I feel like I haven’t recovered, so bear with me. I know I’ve been taking a break from this, and I have good reason for that, I’ve been going through some stuff. Sometimes I can get very frustrated by my context, but that doesn’t help anyone, so I try to avoid talking about it. Just little old me, going insane in my wizard sanctum.

I’ve been trying to read as much psychology as I can, but I of course get sidetracked in the other stuff. The Goon Squad by Daniel Kolitz was really good, and depressing, and difficult to stomach. Piranesi, by Susanna Clark was delightful, and interesting throughout. I related to the main character quite a bit. A sense of losing one’s identity in a harsh and lonely environment can be emotionally paralyzing. And for brief moments in Piranesi, you can see that. Also Sublimina Syndrome was very good. The love story felt a bit flat, although the sci-fi stuff was chefs kiss & the ending made me cry like a baby.