8.349. Reflections on a Valentine’s Day

I am starting with a loss. I didn’t know the kid, but my son did. He collapsed on the field yards away from my son and passed a day later. That is a scary and tragic situation. It is also another loss for a kid who has seen more death close to him before 19 than most Americans see in twice that time. It was once a year for a couple of years there. This is the first one since high school. It is a tragedy, and I don’t want to make it all about my kid. This was a young man at the top of his athleticism taken by problems he never knew he had. I hope they find a way to honor this young man.

Honor. That is a strange word. We honor traditions. Today is a tradition I am honoring. In truth I am using it as an opportunity to spend time with my wife and away from writing. I need it. I need her. I need the reset and time to clear my head and feel like myself again. I am drowning in sadness and cannot fully understand why. I feel like I am on pins and needles walking through this emotional wasteland of a home. It isn’t even about the wife in that regard. She is trying to stay up. So am I. Nobody else cares about anyone else’s feelings. Meanwhile, I am clearly deep in mine.

I need to get away for a while.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Bonkers Headline of the Day: “Amazon scraps partnership with surveillance company after Super Bowl ad backlash
  2. Here is the dystopian ad in context: So… They can use AI to scan your door cam for facial recognition? Yeah. That’s not gonna work for me.