My brother writes/performs/records music (when he’s not being a mathematician), and he turned me onto Nancarrow. I mean, to listen and enjoy and then never listen to again.

but (if I recall correctly) he did just this, had some recordings where various parts of the music were at different patterns, but occasionally they’d all line up.

The few times I’ve bumped into therapists, it’s been difficult to know how to act because therapy is a one-sided thing in so many ways. unlike a friendship. Even IF there is genuine care.

Gotta work TO the patient.

I still feel this way about my life.

I like that Dr Talle could detect when Bruno was simplifying and overdramatizing.

In fiction, I wish my therapists had been this much fun, in reality, I’m kinda glad they weren’t. :)

Conflict does end things so cleanly.

Painfully one of those strips which brings me back. Thinking about cutting ties a bit when I moved west, as well as wondering why I keep ties so strong with things past. And then the “keeping old lovers around for maybe later”… I’ve at times accused myself of doing this.

Half full, half empty. I never was good at answering that, but in looking at my life from the outside, it seems a bit obvious at times. Hm, in both directions depending.

I call it “limbo,” waiting times between what seems “happening things” in life.