so familiar are the tensions of my own invention
The title is a riff on some lyrics from Survival by Way out West. Part of the chorus goes “I have been burned, but I am not discouraged.”
It’s on my mind. I’ve grown so much in the past year, and there are still so many things that are stuck! And it’s a bizarre experience to realize the extent to which most of the obstacles I face on a day-to-day basis are literally inside my own cranium. Err, well, there’s a debate about the extent to which oneself exists inside one’s own body as opposed to being inherently embedded in environment/context. But that aside, I contain the majority of my own blocks.
It is tempting to hear “so familiar are the tensions of my own invention” with a kind of tiredness, or exasperation, and at times there has been that. At the moment, though, there’s a kind of leaning-in familiarity: I know you. I know how to work with you. And we’re making progress.












