I’m on day 11 of my antidepressant which means full doses now instead of half, and it seems to be working. When I cry it makes me feel less sad afterwards now. And I’m starting to feel a bit more clarity in my thoughts.

The school I’m a grad student at is still on strike. Some faculty aren’t on board, but some are, including a history professor who specializes in labour studies. He played a bit of banjo at the picket line yesterday.

I saw a turkey vulture. It was during my lunch break, so I got to enjoy seeing it on my own. Just made me appreciate the world.

I’ve been thinking a lot about what feels like ‘enough’ for me. It gets overwhelming sometimes living in a society that demands productivity. I don’t have enough by the standards of capitalism, but it was nice in that moment to know that in the grand scheme of things, in the world I want to help build, just seeing that freaky bird would be enough for me.

It’s something I’d have liked as a kid, just seeing a wild animal doing its thing. It’s nice to know that things can go back to that and it gave me a lot to reflect on as far as finding moments like that to make me happy again

“A” cool bug?

I saw thousands of them wiggling around on a live tree branch!

I walked around the block a few times around sunset and smelt some flowers and some nice meals my neighbours were cooking, and listened to some music. It was pleasant.

Played football after a long time a d even if I was rudty I scored two goals