No place like home
Friday night at 23:55 I could have died.
Laura heard some noises and sent me, aka the brave alpha male with masculine energy, to check:
studio room - fine
main door - locked
living room - ok
but then I heard some weird noises from the studio so I went back. While I was watching into the dark room, barely lit from the street lights, I was trying to sharpen my senses and understand the nature of the noises. In that moment of high sensitivity 120x50x40 cm of IKEA Platsa hanging wall storage fell on the desk, crashing the computer and coming towards me. No one got hurt, but I haven’t stopped thinking about it since.
I keep thining, but I cannot formulate any precise thought. It is mostly a magma of images about what could have happened if I was there (writing this newsletter or making music), or the cat (he is often sleeping on the desk), or Laura (unlikely) or the baby (it’s supposed to be his room and it will be soon).
My mind keeps boucing between two scenarios: what happened and what could have happened.
Maybe it is ok, that somehow these days my thoughts are more static than my furniture.
Caroline Polachek screaming at geese
Non-Euclidean Therapy for AI Trauma - A new genre: math horror
The most satisfying video I have seen in weeks: Axidrawn (turn on sound)
Absolutely on my to watch list: The Curse.
Emma Stone, Nathan Fielder (The Reharshal), Safdie brothers (Uncut Gems) and Daniel Lopatin (Oneohtrix Point Never) as soundtrack executive producer. What a combo!