s19e05: The first stage is denial

0.0 Context Setting

It’s Thursday, 7 November, in Portland, Oregon.

We have a dog now, so I walk the dog.

Sometimes -- most of the time! -- I do not look at my phone when I walk the dog.

The leaves have gone the sort of rich autumn colour and smell and texture and density that you can just imagine I wrote an incredibly evocative, emotional description that just brings you right there. They’re beautiful, when I stop to look at them.

The dog sometimes smells them.

It’s getting colder.

The sky is sort of an unreal blue. The sun is right there, right in your face.

It hasn’t been raining as much.

0.1 Events

Nothing to report at this time.

1.0 Some Things That Caught My Attention

I mean, kind of.

1.1 The first stage is denial

It’s not that I’m denying the outcome of what happened on Tuesday. Of which I don’t really want to talk about to be honest, and I’m not even sure anyone wants to hear about. But hey: you chose to subscribe to a newsletter that is, at best 95% stream-of-consciousness that might hit the landing. This isn’t for you, it’s for me, and you’ve decided to come along for the ride.

I have not chosen to go to a major news