Metaphors are great, but they can also be opressive sometimes. Example; I had multiple issues with my current desktop to the point that I realized I should just build a new one. Which already, right there, that’s privilege. If something of mine breaks, I replace it, no hemming and hawing about budget, it’s part of my ecosystem, I make it happen.
Anyway, my implicit whiteness aside (can it ever be fully put aside? I doubt it), I’ve been working on this project since February, sometime in March was when I finally got all the parts and it’s just been sitting, waiting for me to get the energy. Then my wife pokes me about it today, because I had moved it onto the dining room table… and I’m still sick, but I’m also like “yeah, fine, not many steps left” , which was over optimistic.
but I got some decent music going, and sure enough once everything was connected up right it worked, and I got windows installed on it too.
but now it’s the rest of my life I have to shift, I need to completely rewire my office…. and there’s still the data migration. I still have to spend the hours configuring the new system….
so a few steps forward that actually seem like they might stick. and I think I might know where everything in my head is kept… but it’s a lot of work, an awful amount of work, and I don’t know if I’m up for it…. but no one else will do it if I don’t.
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Well done. Small steps are are not nothing and we all have to start somewhere. Aproach the life project the same as the other? Everything starts with a first step.
idkw but my first image when i read the title was of a person made of lego bricks trying to piece themselves back together lol O_o
That is actually very accurate to how it feels. Like where IS that basal ganglia? Not that I’m overly invested in the basal ganglia, it’s just fun to type, try it, basal ganglia.