My cognitive load these days is higher than I’ve been admitting to myself. I can tell because, at this point, my inability to get words correct has had a dramatic increase. Even when I deliberately proofread.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
My cognitive load these days is higher than I’ve been admitting to myself. I can tell because, at this point, my inability to get words correct has had a dramatic increase. Even when I deliberately proofread.