I like my body. I mean, I like my body, but right now I specifically mean, I enjoy living in my body. The things it can experience. The things it can do. Despite arthritis and the lingering aftereffects of a thyroid disorder and whatever daily exhaustions and limitations come with having a body, I am a savorer of physical life. Firmly on Team Meatsack.
Until I’m cleaning a toilet. One minute of that and I’m all OH GOD we are a mess of leakages and unpleasantness and WHEN IS IT HUMAN 2.0 PLEASE UPLOAD ME ALREADY this is gross surely there is an upgrade.
Anyway, Saturday. Did some chores.