As you can imagine by the title, my Saturday is currently decorated by bad bunny's bolero tune as I savior some cream cheese & strawberry toaster strudels for dinner.
My stomach is fucked up right now. Not sure if I ate bad garlic bread earlier this week, but the body is currently experiencing a system failure. Not to mention, mentally I'm at my wits ends. Work has been absolutely demanding cognitively & I'm struggling with capacity to balance other life responsibilities.
Y si todavia no vali verga en tu imaginación (LuisMi?!) I DNF'd for the first time at a race, no less a 10k 🙃
No manches. The body and brain feel heavy & slow. Please, please, please forgive me if I lack strong decisiveness right now. I'm not showing up as my best self right now.
As I think about my last post, what then does being a slow-poke come across to people?
I refuse to lose my magic in this algorithmic world.
Anyway, I'll be flying out to Kentucky tomorrow to fulfill some professional development as a new AI solutions architect. Kinda ironic, right? That's the magic I'm referring to.
Mirándono a los ojos,
Erik
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