A singaon freewrite

True very nervous I continue to be, writing as fast as I can on mobile and praying the autocorrect does its job. For I'll have you know, this may be the very first time I write a freewrite on my blog using the Blogger app on my phone and it will have to be a safer freewrite because I did in fact hit backspace to try and capitalize the word blogger but the autocorrect actually caught it a d now I'm excited to see what this paragraph looks like because while this sentence and paragraph is soon drawing Toa close, this blog is not anytime soon.

Whew. Cool. I can write while walking indoors. That's pretty cool. And also writing is doing its job of making me feel safer and less angry and diffusing tension I literally was feeling because my idiotic friend who-shall-not-be-named (though the first letter of his name is definitely in the aforementioned word) thinks it's okay to cherry pick words on a screen to prove to me that I'm not taking care of myself according to the sick care system's view i.e. religiously taking meds without wondering why they're around in the first place.

The cops nearby continue to torment me with their sheer disregard for human empathy & life (seriously: dangerous drivers zooming around everywhere, but pedestrians are somehow at fault?), and blogging is starting to feel as precarious as that time during the Arab Spring halfway across the world.

I worry about autocracy creeping in more than ever...

To end on a good note:

Avocado sashimi with olives, prosciutto, salami whilst clarifying butter on the stove