six word autobiography: “fuck goddamnit i fucked up so bad”
guys i specifically made that sentence seven words long so someone could comment “but thats seven words” and i could say “fuck i did it again i fucked up” so we could all have a good laugh but no one said it. yall fucked up. i fucked up because i assumed yall wouldnt fuck up. everythings fucked up
I once dreamed that I was bitten by a snake.
It hurt a lot, a kind of physical pain I don’t recall feeling before. Sharply shabby. Exactly as you’d dream a snakebite to be.
In my mind this means I know what a snakebite feels like. I don’t doubt that when the day comes that I am bitten by a snake - should such a day come - it’ll feel exactly like it did in my dream.
I know this because I once, years earlier, dreamed that I knew someone who died. And later when my father died that’s exactly how it felt.
Except that when I woke up from my dream nobody was dead.
You’re going to discover that conversations are best at 4 am. The heavier the eyelids, the sincerer the words. Those are the talks you’ll remember. It’s ok not to know the answer and silence is not awkward. It’s shared, so share it more often than not.
It’s a bit like flashcards on steroids.
When we read, our eyes move across a page or a screen to digest the words. All of that eye movement slows us down, but a new technology called Spritz claims to have figured out a way to turn us into speed-readers. By flashing words onto a single point on a screen, much like watching TV, Spritz says it will double your reading speed.
Hard to be skeptical when you see the proof right the heck there. O.o
Of course, you could miss an entire chapter simply by glancing over to see what the cat’s up to.
Combined with hold-spacebar-to-keep-going and maybe a five word rollback when you release, I think it’s a real winner. I found 600wpm quite comfortable.