I get sick when I leave the window open

It has come to this. Something as small as leaving the goddamn window open next to my bed makes me get sick the next day, and it’s not just a leaky nose, it’s a full-on asthma. Why does nature hate me? Have I lost all immunity during the quarantine? Will I need to integrate myself back into society once all this is over?

Life doesn’t give you lemons, it gives you asthma.

The virtual connection

I figured out why I like watching podcasts so much. By watching one podcast, and then watching another podcast run by one of the guests who appears on this podcast, I am basically doing what I am unable to do in real life, which is, making a friend circle, sort of. I am so deep into podcasts now, like it’s starting to get scary. I am in sync with Youtube. The second I walk away from the screen, ads start playing, and then when I come back, the frickin podcast is back on. I know that ad placement is upto the uploader but it’s like they’ve dropped the capitalistic approach, but only for me.

Family romance

I know the title sounds fucked up. It’s the name of a rental service in Japan. They rent out family. Husband, wife, son, daughter, parents, friends, you name it, they got it. Even relatives. I can’t think of a reason why someone would want relatives though. I wonder if they would take this service further, and start offering exchange programs. The future is full of surprises, but I can’t help but wonder about the dark side. What if a robot commited suicide?



Man is a social animal? Really? Nah!

I am now at a point in my life where I have completely lost the ability to socialize. Yes, its 100% gone. I did it! Woo hoo! Feels great. I feel like I deserve a medal or something. Or a hug. I prefer the hug over the medal actually.

I tried. I gave it my best. How can you conquer something that deep down you know you don’t want? I have begun to really really like not talking to people. I am very happy by myself. Ha ha. But it worries me because I know that’s not good.