Update: 5.5 out of 7 days – plateau and allowances for a day of mini-family-emergencies.
Family: mostly adapted. Ask me direct yes/no questions. If needed, they wait for me to type on my phone’s text-to-speech.
Silence in the network: there’s no such thing, never was; only repetitions of low humming and crescendo to song – same goes for
Disembodied voice: there’s no such thing, never was; only repetitions of low humming from the body of atoms to atoms and crescendo to song in the bodies of speakers.
That word ‘speakers’, again.
Again, there are so many.
The dichotomy of the need to speak and speaking is far more acute than before. In the wider sense of having a voice [political/societal/literary/being-a-voice-of-a-community/whatever-freedom-you-want], the need to speak-up is as strong as ever but in the immediate, animal, social sense the need is only there in extremes.
No longer want to kill the internet. Find it mildly amusing. No bile necessary.
Bergsonian direct thought. Have found a nearby church & common – exceptional quiet. Writing there.