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Cake day: August 16th, 2024

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  • Camus’ The Stranger really spoke to me. It sort of felt like it described me in ways that I hadn’t known until I read the story.

    Mostly, I could tell, I made him feel uncomfortable. He didn’t understand me, and he was sort of holding it against me. I felt the urge to reassure him that I was like everybody else, just like everybody else. But really there wasn’t much point, and I gave up the idea out of laziness.

    At that time, I often thought that if I had had to live in the trunk of a dead tree, with nothing to do but look up at the sky flowing overhead, little by little I would have gotten used to it.

    In that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself–like a brother, really–I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again.








  • It was a good time in my life. I had a great and active social group (hard to find in adulthood!), and we would regularly get together to play boardgames, video games, go out for other activities occasionally, I’d cook for them… And my health issues were present but super minor.

    Now we have all scattered to different places and I’m disabled. I’m still friends with one of the people from that group, at least.