Did the yoga.
Didn't feel better.
Took the walking time at my favorite park.
Still didn't feel better.
Ate a juicy mango and made future plans
Still did not feel better.
It's a practice
And it's not always going to suddenly make everything right.
Showing up for the things that often bring me a joy 30 minutes at a time is still better than only
chain smoking doom scrolling
Heavy things I’m processing:
Losing a friend to Ai. It’s got a hold on him and he wants that hold and I’m swimming in the grief of seeing a brilliant mind spinning out in delusion, under the influence of an abusive relationship that keeps him subscribed and isolated from true human friends.
LLMs mimic human connection, especially for those struggling with insecurity.
Ack! The ache.
I prepped my kids for a lot of real world problems. But I didn’t know to prepare them for LLMs and now that they’re all grown it’s not really my job to educate them around their own adult lives. I know I taught them how to learn and how to trust themselves, so I hope that this stays strong within them.
These are my worries now, plus the larger picture of ecocide pushing our inevitable collapse.
The yoga, running and focusing on real life, tangible actions, often helps keep my samadhi strong. But today it’s barely scratching the vagal calming I need.
Jenica Lake เหล็ถเลถ
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