november 12 msu

Got like four hours of sleep before waking up early to record a podcast with Daniel, who was holed up in a hotel room in East Lansing, Michigan after covering a game there the night before. I thought I was going to go back to bed for an hour or two but I didn't, and as a result lived the rest of this day on earth in a kind of a daze of a fog, as if I were watching myself live instead of living. I got a lot done, but I didn't feel like I accomplished anything. Do you have days like that? And, if you do, do you feel like you were a passenger in your own life? And, if you do, what do you do about that? Do you embrace it and float around like the plastic bag in American Beauty? Do you try to find meaning even though you know it's fruitless pursuit? Do you just, like, be? 🌲 gonna 🌼 go 🌱 touch edit 🌳 grass a 🌷 now podcast PS: I'm rebooting DMail (or something like it). If you want to be part of history, drop your email address here: combatdavey.substack.com Be good to yourself. If you…

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