Went for a roadtrip on the weekend and loved being out there :,D
NSW southcoast
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//lookin ahead
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same as it ever was
//hello there again you look new but you feel old don’t you
pretty gotham
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Sydney’s being really pretty this autumn :,-D I gladly enjoy that every single day
the silly
//2023 has washed a lot of angst and sickness into my life. My hospital stint was brief and positive (benign) but my friend’s wasn’t. So now the hell of chemo and all its effects needs to be lived through. More than ever I will put my focus on the silly in life, as that’s the one thing that keeps us all ticking along.
also:
bias and trust
//It’s a bit funny that I feel like I live in the past since I moved to Australia. The gender definitions, the bad coffee, the social segregation, the rampant conservatism with all sides dangling along, building more houses or inheriting their lot while pretending to object… so many moments of total cringe over the past two decades, and now this week brought another one of these moments…
They have upped their anti on the coffee side down here, but the rest is still pretty much strong in traditional hands, and that stridently so on both sides of the political spectrum.
So my lesson learnt is that I have to be even more observant in choosing where to go and who to hang with and what to ask them, as folks really don’t like to be questioned here, especially not about their own cognitive bias.
PS: the word cowardice wanted to be included but I didn’t.
had a lil visitor
//this dragonfly rested on my little gumtree all afternoon
the control group bet
//Looking at how people behave around me, it feels like everyone is currently choosing their own control group – sick/non(never)sick, vacced/nonvacced, mingeling/nonmingeling, masked/nonmasked…
as no one can know what the future will reveal about all this, so everyone is making their own bet… risking (re-)infection over isolation(-in|sanity), risking long-term-impact over short term pleasure, choosing blissful or hapless ignorance over trying to navigate the flood of information coming in and changing every day…
I’m in the isolationist/vacced/nonsick/nonmingeling/masked control group… if that keeps me healthy but turns me into an irreparably anxious catweasel hermit, only time will tell… but if I can stay clear from this spread for another while longer I’m gladly following my introvert instincts and stay back…
why the leadership team at work is still calling in the crowds to (voluntarily) join large indoor events is unclear to me, but I guess this is one way to find out which control group will do better… but looking at past events and outcomes it seems that showing up no matter what improves your career, whereas more considerate steps aiming at prevention are a clear show stopper of your career…
so you can stay healthy or rise up the corporate ladder… if you are really lucky you can do both, but it involves more risk taking than I am prepared to accept… so here we are, and I am watching on from the sidelines, and keep comparing the groups… but whichever way this pans out, I have already had my share of sickness, disease and long-term impact in life, I am not keen on adding to that, even if it means I will earn less or have a less fancy title.
to be continued…
start over
//off to new beginnings and feeling slightly wobbly about it but also slightly confident… hope all collaboration will be enjoyable for everyone involved x
waiting
//when time stalls
Visited fam
//Glad I went, just in time <3
Taking a step back
//I concur
“In the end only three things will matter: How much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.”
nature is what fixes me
//and when it’s salty even better <3
this helped
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sad and confused
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what is culture’s job?
//I had the below proposition sent to me. I then went on Twitter to ask whether that statement is actually correct. The responses were puzzling, expected and surprising at the same time.
So I put it out to you then – what *is* culture’s job?
And – if it is *not* to find what unites us – why do we keep referencing it all the time?
You tell me…
just love botany bay
//such nice part of town down here, and still enough space for everyone…
the story of my life
//…told in a cake short story :,-D
“Irish and German people offering things”
be kind, and brave
//This week my old boss left the organisation.
When asked what his advice would be to young starters who just joined the org, his answer was:
“Be nice to people, and walk towards the gunfire.”
I am still thinking about this. Not because I am not nice to people, on the contrary, but because I know I am consciously staying away from where the rub is, hiding behind my work, my job, my duties.
Being an “environmentalist”* in Australia makes you fair game in the eyes of many. When I came out here twenty years ago, I soon spiralled into depression and withdrawal because I could no longer speak my mind, as I would get shouted down. (*and the feeling of being a guest on this country kept me from fighting back.)
But now, two decades on, it is probably time to crawl out of that hole and find the smoke stack I need to chain myself on to…
I’ll come back to this one…
(*I should probs add here that back then I did not even know I am one… talking about nature, recycling or saving water was just a normal thing where I came from… but here it was met with deep suspicion and quite advanced closed-mindedness, was told that I am ‘one of them‘, that I want to take away people’s lives or standards and that I’m woke and not realistic and other bullshit…)
#pfizeriris
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