~deadquiet@TTBP



10 september 2025

Whaat a strange week...

Watching Sorry to Bother You and reading about the Myth of Sisyphus sent me into a downward spiral. I realised too late, that my spotify algorithm was being unhelpful and suggesting music that was compounding my emotional state. Life is absurd - we just push the boulder up the hill and then watch it roll down again, just to repeat the process? Camus says yes, but we can enjoy the process, so embrace the stone rolling..

So I had an existential meltdown for a couple of days, stuck in a toxic loop. I remembered some Acceptance and Commitment Therapy strategies so I eventually found solid ground again. Now I'm back to rolling the boulder up the hill, but I'm content doing it - I've rediscovered my patient, motivated and creative self. I also deleted my Spotify so I've exited that echo chamber, which has been surprisingly helpful.

I took the day off work today, spent time with my wife (she is the frog to my toad) and youngest. Ate a Japanese style curry in some sweet spring sun, and set up my new MicroPC 2 to be my daily driver. This is my first entry using it.



01 september 2025

Five days in town and I'm starting to feel more comfortable. The shell is a little less daunting and I'm starting to remember some commands. It feels nice to have a little web page and space to log random thoughts and small achievements away from the noise; almost like a little holiday house. It is so different from where I've been online before this. I've left behind corporate social media; so tired of the performance. I tried Bluesky for a while, dipped into Mastodon, joined a few Discord channels. Still too much performance for me. It feels strange to admit but I feel like I've never found my demographic; like I float through spaces not built for me.

Until very recently my creativity was spread far across a heap of platforms and I have slowly consolidated it all into my own website, now it's quiet. Dead quiet. It feels like a relief but it's also uncomfortable. I have to sit with my own work. There is no immediate validation from random strangers, no dopamine loops. What makes it more difficult is that I do not have any friends that have any interest in slow web ideas, experimental and minimalist code, not even my significant other gets it. I mentioned tilde.town the other evening and how it would make a fascinating ethnographic study and they said:

"sounds like you're obsessing."

So I made some ascii art and marvelled at how beautifully simple it was and went back to living inside my own head.