11-28-21
December 4, 2021•496 words
I'm uncomfortable with the fact 
that people can see me from the street 
it makes me self conscious of my general existence
somebody looking in could easily surveil me 
if somebody really wanted to 
if the neighbors really wanted to 
(because their big open front window 
looks directly in our big open front window)
if a potential bad actor
wanted to put things together 
fuck with my life 
it would be so easy right now 
they would see me exist in one general area of the house 75% of the time (the remaining 25% in my room)
i sit here 
in this bouncy chair
staring at some combination of screens 
having weed 
under a fuzzy or heavy blanket 
often holding a stuffie
drinking white monster constantly 
it's 0 calories 
it has no sugar 
it has a completely regular taste 
slightly lemon lime 
slightly sweet 
fizzy 
cold 
acidic
in a can 
so there's less chance of spilling 
but also not an unwieldy implement 
for holding a liquid until the liquid is consumed 
and i have to spend zero seconds thinking about the problem of the body constantly needing fluid or shall it perish 
i eat food 
once a day 
usually not prepared by me 
though almost always within my eating limits 
it doesn't have to be this way but i don't know how to make it not be this way 
because as a living being 
one should be providing sustenance for itself 
because without it you die
if it stopped i could adapt
go back to the way it was before 
when i also ate once a day 
usually some cheap bullshit 
processed food and soda because sugar = energy 
i would sustain
would it be good 
or healthy?
is it ableism that makes that matter?
i would sustain 
just like I'm sustaining now 
my time patterns would rearrange 
which over time is fine 
at least now i get a cooked meal that varies 
once a day 
and then i eat more indulgent processed bullshit
because it makes it seem better
is it classism
learned from Midwest rugged individualism
is it ableism 
to think one should eat "better" 
is it ableism that the fact that food appears 
and i eat the food 
makes me completely uncomfortable 
because i should be Doing Things 
for the food 
should 
it's what is happening 
and i have been sustaining 
because i don't have to think
because thinking takes energy 
the exact energy 
that we are already lacking 
the type of energy 
that leaving requires 
that moving requires 
that socialising requires
when i can still engage systems 
because systems are known 
systems are logical
systems can be reasoned about 
systems that can distract me 
from the fraught contradiction 
that my material conditions provide me 
the very contradiction 
that causes me distress 
because i have it so easy 
yet i find reasons to self harm 
the world isn't eminently trying to kill me 
so I'll do some shit myself to make it worse