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This string of thought spurred by having bought a fitness watch last week and being fairly sure I’m gonna return it because of the mechanized/neurotic way it causes me to relate to my physical activity. Not saying it’s wrong for everybody, but it’s not necessarily the kind of life I want for myself.

I wonder if aiming at mental health, similar to aiming at happiness, is kind of the wrong angle of attack. Maybe the best mental health is a byproduct. Potentially different ways of approaching therapy though.

Yeah 😏 I’ve always been a liberal user of the L word. Girlfriends too. Would not have gone over well on the Bachelorette.

“When it hurts so bad
Why’s it feel so good?”

-Lauryn Hill, When It Hurts So Bad

Reading Slouching towards Bethlehem and reminded how awestruck I am by the seemingly photographic
memories of therapists who write. Is consistently writing how they learn to/practice remembering so well?

(Side note: photographic memory but for hearing is called echoic memory. Thx google.)

Some people love to whistle and do it all the time. Others hate to hear people whistling. What’s going on there? Anything related to personality?

I wonder what percentage of the time “that’s a really good question“ actually means (consciously or not) it wasn’t a very good question

shazams ≠ endorsements

I want to read a dissertation on the psychology of the anon twitter user who posts about people who choose public nudity when privacy was also an option

I want to read a dissertation on the choice of someone showering in a gym locker room who opts not to pull the privacy curtain across their stall and is thus exposed to everyone who walks by. (Hypothetical ofc.) I won’t say “exposes themself.” At least not necessarily.

Sometimes a client returns to treatment after a long time away and I can’t help but be aware of the fact that I myself have changed since the last time I saw them and they me.

Drove by this beautiful little mountain yesterday (Weathertop vibes), then revisited it in the flight sim later for a fly-around. One of the cooler possibilities this day and age. Maybe one day I’ll go back in person and hike it (in a warm month).

Noticing joys is key

So far Bluesky is wonderfully boring. Open the app, trawl for a few interesting skeets (?) from my psychotherapy colaborers, quickly get bored with nothing to doomscroll. Fitter, happier, more productive.

(Proceed to open Reddit)