Pokemon go.

Alex came by yesterday to do lucky trades with us in Pokemon Go. He knows all the ins/outs of the game, I just hand him my phone and he trades, changes some moves on some of my pokemon and powers them up. And then I take my phone back from him and I have a super new “strong” pokemon. Gotta catch them all!

I’m like – not reading any news – no NYT, no WaPo, no NPR, no random social media influencers telling me to buy Athletic Greens. It doesn’t come very naturally, I’m always “just about to check” because my phone is my best friend and an extension of my hand practically and then I remind myself to not do it. It’s very weird. My life is so….quiet. It’s like I’m back in 1990 – but with texting. It opens up this vast time of…boredom that you have to fill somehow. A skill to relearn…