315/2024 – “I’ve Had Some Visions of People Having Conversations”

Lyrics: “Get It Right” – Frank Turner, 2018

List of social media apps, logo and name: Bluesky, Threads, Facebook, Instagram, Mastodon, X
Bookmarks of my social media apps

I want to leave Twitter. I’m working on it. I haven’t been using it all that much anymore anyway. At the moment I have a Twitter list of about 45 people I check daily (or sometimes more than once a day to be honest). The list includes people I’m friends with or people in the public sphere, who still use Twitter to share any kind of information I might be interested in. I’m a fangirl, as you know. Sometimes I check the “following” tab on Twitter and on even rarer occasions I have a look at the “for you” tab. I admit that when I do I’m then still too often sucked into the “watching the car-crash of social media” doom scroll. And that’s such a waste of time.

For November I paid a few Euros to use a recommended “Tweetdelete” app/service to delete all the tweets, which I posted after I had already once deleted my tweets when I had planned to leave Twitter the first time after Musk two years ago. That service is still running to delete all the likes I left over the years. In the future I plan to delete tweets older than a few weeks in regular intervals, if I tweet at all. At the moment I still share links to the blog there, but I might stop doing that as well, so there won’t be many tweets left after all.

When I left Twitter the first time I signed up on Mastodon, and while I still follow quite a lot of people there – again similar selection and technique (lists) as on Twitter – I never really got into it all that much. Maybe it was too many accounts right away?

Once they were established, I signed up with “Bluesky” and “Threads” as well, but to be honest just to make sure no-one else would take over my username. After that I just let the accounts lay dormant. This morning, I put bookmarks to both of them into my “social media” browser on my tablet and my phone, because I did consider using both or either of them a bit more in the future. Phasing out of Twitter, getting into something else?

After half a day of reading messages on both I’m not too keen on either to be honest.

I don’t know… maybe my time for social networks has run its course?

Maybe I’m also just in a weird mood, because yesterday I spent almost 10 lively hours with about 50 real people in real life in one room to catch up on the last few years / decades, in which we haven’t seen each other. It was fun and cool and interesting and left me with lots and lots of thoughts on a variety of issues. Personal thoughts about myself and my life, but also thoughts about society and life and politics and everything that sparks a conversation when 50 people from a variety of backgrounds come together. Being social in the core meaning of the term, I guess.

My voice has gone a bit, because I was obviously talking so much and because all the social chatter around us made us raise our voices from time to time. I’m glad I don’t have to talk to anyone today and not all that much in the next two days as I’m going to be working from home. From Wednesday on I’ll be a travelling fangirl once more and I hope my voice will have recovered a bit till the gig on Thursday.

Frank Turner directing the crowds to sing
Frank directing the crowds

My 2 Cents on the “Atlas (Six)” Series

This was supposed to be a “Books I read in October” post, but I only read two non-fiction books – one self-help one which was ok, a German one about various aspects of modern law, which was great – and the Atlas Series, which even though it’s three books is sort of one big story and deserves it’s own, albeit post. I’m also not sure if I’ll continue with the “books I’ve read in…” post either to be honest. We’ll see.

This post was supposed to go up on the 1st or 2nd of November. But then a stomach bug knocked me down for a week. And things happened. US elections. German government coalition imploding. After a week off sick I had to catch up on work and other stuff. And I was still tired from ALL of it. Physically, emotionally…

Books of the Atlas Triology stacked
The Atlas Series

I enjoyed it! All three parts, some more than others though to be fair. The first one I enjoyed probably most and the third one least, but unlike other reviews and people I talked to about it, I didn’t hate the final book. Because I read all three books in a row parts of the plot and the various character developments blend and I can’t recall if that happened in book 1 or 2. Well except for everything around Libby in book 2, I guess. The final book had its flaws, I admit that. The plot was all over the place. There seemed to be a lot happening but it didn’t always move the plot forward and in parts felt rather redundant. THE experiment which was such a focus of many conversations and activities in the first two books was quite the disappointment though, wasn’t it?

But that aside I actually liked the world building in this whole story, our contemporary universe but with magic. It felt more grown-up magical as for instance Harry Potter, even though books like The Atlas Series probably wouldn’t have been possibly or successful without Harry Potter, so there is that.

I liked the variety of characters among the six (but also the supporting characters) and how they were allowed to grow and change. Not always for the better, but that’s life, I guess.

What I especially enjoyed about the series and what might make me re-read them all over time was the various ethical and philosophical issues raised and discussed all throughout. What are you / what are we as a group or society willing to do? And for what reason? What does it take?

And then of course there was Blake’s writing, which I still adore. I lack the vocabulary to explain why. I just do! So much that after a the disappointment of “We Solve Murders”, which I did not finish, because ugh, I think so much is wrong with this book, I will read Alexene Farol Follmuth (Olivie Blake in real life) second YA romance next, because I’m pretty confident I’m going to enjoy that one much much more.

304/2024 – “Just Try and Have a Little Patience”

Lyrics: “Patience” – Take That, 2006

I’ve been felled by a nasty stomach bug on Monday. I’ll spare you the details. The actual stomach bug (feeling and being sick) didn’t even seem to be the biggest issue, but the fever that set in on Monday evening. 38.9 °C around 6 PM. Here is a screenshot – cobbled together – of Monday/Tuesday from my Smartwatch app. My heartrate was consistently around 90 for most of the night. I didn’t sleep a wink.

Graph of Stress and Body battery over two days. Body battery graph going from 50 down to 5 for most of the night slowly going up to 25 on the next day. Stress graph up to 100 for most of the night
Stress measured on my smart watch (I was lying down most of that time)

Yesterday (Tuesday) my GP signed me off work for the rest of the week. I stayed in bed most of the time yesterday as well, still had a bit of a temperature for most of the day. But after “no food Monday” I again tried to eat something. Zwieback. Grated Apple. Broth with tiny noodles (the supermarket didn’t have the alphabet ones though). Pasta in the evening. I was able to keep it all down, which to be honest I expected to as I never really felt nauseous since that one first moment Monday morning. No idea what what kind of bug that was and where I got it. For a moment I considered food poisoning, but I think for that it shouldn’t have started in the morning, 8-9 hours after my last meal. I’ll never know. And yes, of course I also took COVID tests: Negative; so far anyway.

Today (Wednesday) is the first day I got up properly. Showered, dressed (in more than a sleepshirt) and all that jazz. I’m still taking it easy, because I do still feel a bit wobbly and slightly headach-y, which I guess might be an aftereffect of that bout of fever.

These past two days have been an exercise in acquiescence and patience and I was surprised how well I handled that. Especially yesterday I had moments where I thought I could / should at least read something or listen to a podcast and thus not “waste” my time lying in bed. I did neither though, because I couldn’t be bothered to listen to anything more than my favourite go-to-sleep-audiobook series. I only occasionally thought of work and hardly ever felt guilty for “making” my coworkers pick up my slack this week. I spent a few moment pondering why my first impulse often was / is to feel bad about being off work sick. It might have something to do with a mixture of the 2nd and 3rd item of this list:

Photo of the three assumptions of the monkey mind: Intolerance of uncertainty. Perfectionsm. Over-responsibility.
The Monkey Mind-Set

There are other parts of my life where I apply that mind-set much more than I should and I pondered that for a bit as well.

You can do a lot of pondering when you keep lying in bed, trying to catch some rest. I tried to put some of those and other thoughts down on paper this morning as well. It sometimes does help and I should make more of a habit out of that. Maybe.

Kaweco Sports Fountain pen in denim metalic lying on an empty open journal page
“Pick up that pen and paper” (a Frank lyric, obviously)