When I call you and get your voicemail, I make an effort that the message I leave is complete but brief, informative with as little unnecessary blather as I can manage. When you call me back immediately, without listening to that voicemail, and require that I relay all of that information again, it makes me want to stab you in the face with an icepick.
Perhaps this answers my previous open question to the universe: why do people leave cryptic, informationally barren voicemail messages? It is very possible that this tactic is not necessarily the mark of a lazy, socially inept shitbag, but simply a defense mechanism against such people.
Interesting animals, these humans...
The waves were inconsistent but in the best way. They made space for me to
take some photos. And I joined the coffee Zoom of a friend. Yes, I joined a
Zoom call from the water. It was nice. Camaraderie is worth seeking out,
even digitally, even in the water. Loneliness, disaffection, dislocation,
disconnection are everywhere. And we need each other—human connection—more
than ever. It’s a time of great misery and injustice and there’s much work
to do. Let’s get to it, in kindness.
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