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Shifting Priorities

Things are afoot. (But you knew that.)

Funny things start happening when you start seeing results. For the first time in my life, I am motivated to go to bed early.

I am actually taking action to make sure that all my tasks are completed before they have to be.

This is almost as big of a deal as when I realized that what I ate actually had an impact on how I feel.

The healing is happening in my body, and I want it to continue.

This isn’t some shallow “want” like “I want those Gucci slides that I’ll do nothing to try to get.” This is the type of WANT that goes straight down to the bone.

The problem is working through all the little schedule adjustments and sacrifices to get there. Less time on Twitter, maybe. Cut out some YouTube. Make way.

Gotta have room in your life in order to grow.

This coincides with a breakthrough in my ability to make money for myself.

I don’t believe in coincidence. This is a great opportunity to turn my whole life upside down.

And for a while I’ll be productive in the style of a wobbly little lamb, but I trust myself to build out a new routine.

One centered around sleep and productivity and healing instead of self-gratification.

Image of the week: reality is weirder than you think

Another art piece this week. It was either that or a meme about gun control and magical thinking, and as much as I support the 2nd Amendment, it’s not a fight that I’m willing to jump into the middle of. There are people who are much more experienced, knowledgeable, and passionate than I am to lead that charge.

This week, I’m reminded that reality is a weird wild wooly thing. It’s definitely not tame, and yet somehow we can influence it with our actions (and even our thoughts).

Background: I’ve struggled mightily with dating. You might have been able to tell from some of my previous posts (#understatement). I signed up for Match.com last month.

Last week, I was challenged to project myself into the future, to December 31, 2018, and write about what made 2018 the best year ever. It was an exercise in preemptively looking back, which set an extraordinary amount of expectation and implicit planning in motion.

(Confirmation bias is a bitch, isn’t it? Better to have it working for you than against you.)

One of the themes I touched on was, of course, a relationship. And since when you’re creating a best year ever, you may as well go big, I envisioned the kind of relationship that would blindside me.

That night–no literally that same night–I was messaged the kind of man that I have always hoped to run across on dating sites. Christian, courage of conviction, /our guy/. Despite the fact that a few of these men are on Twitter, I was beginning to doubt that there were any IRL.

Now it remains to be seen how this all will play out.

But the timing is still intensely weird.

Google doesn’t want me switching to Protonmail

But don’t worry Google, I’m not abandoning my gmail account just yet.

Tonight I decided it was high time that this blog had an email to it, so I decided to try out Protonmail.

Easy, right? Head on over to Protonmail.com, read through the features. Sounds good. The tech team is throwing its high-academic credentials around, which worries me a little, but there are good guys everywhere who are worried about privacy. The servers are in Switzerland. Everything checks out–let’s proceed.

Then I clicked “sign up.”

And Google Chrome crashed.

That was weird.

Undaunted, I reopened Chrome and restored my old tabs. One of them had an interesting article about an artist’s journey, which I was planning to share here tonight.

Before any of the pages could load, Chrome crashed again.

Double weird.

Now, it’s possible that the Protonmail site just doesn’t like my older version of Chrome (long story about refusing to switch to the Adobe Creative Cloud). Sometimes my version of Chrome doesn’t like brand-new features on many websites. But I find it curious that the Protonmail homepage loaded just fine for me until I clicked the “sign up” button. After that, it would never load again.

It could be that this is all just a coincidence. (I don’t believe in coincidences.)

It could be that Google is gaslighting its users into staying with gmail. (I wouldn’t put it past them.)

Or it could be a memetic signal that it’s time to get off Google.

Anyway, email me at batfort at protonmail dot com if you want to get in touch.

 

Edit: I checked for browser compatibility and my version of Chrome is supposedly supported. [crying laugh emoji]

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