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the screaming in my head

My day job has consumed me. I’m out of bed at 9am (8am tomorrow) to attend the office at 10am. Between 6-7pm, I leave the office and try to not think about work. This begins on a Monday and does not end until Friday.

As I pull through the eight grueling hours of being in a production environment, a couple voices are constantly going off in my head. One is the sharp guy that can speak through his mouth and click&type with his hands. This is the guy that got me in this vortex.

The other guy was always around, but he was usually quiet. My work life was relatively easy and mundane. My duties could be done with the least effort as long as everything was in place for the most part. He started screaming today. He can scream in such long intervals that it starts to sound like white noise to me. When it seems like he has stopped, he starts right back up again.

To answer if a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it does it make a noise, yes.

These weeks are rough. I can’t write these all the time ’cause all this typing and clicking here and at work is going to permanently damaged my wrists. When those cybernetic parts become too advanced to pass up, I’m in.

PBS had this segment on humans being able to control machines with their minds through an electrode-type implant in the cortex. It seems odd at first, but it’s no different as you reading and translating these characters and taking a split-second more notice at the period at the end of this sentence. 282… I’ll take it.

NaNoWriMo is in progress, but I’m not participating. My creative juicebox is drier than a desert, and my day job has consumed. (Yeah, that’s how he opened this post.)

Goodnight. Wish me luck. Peace out.

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