i started reading the city we become. jayzeus i get so tired. it's not covidian, i don't think, but i think about it anyway with a tickle in the throat or dry eyes or chronic fatigue or mental lapses or my forgetting none of which is clinical but only because i'm untested right. i been tired as a dog for years, except for spurts you know what i mean. i'm sure it's the heat i'm sure it's mental it may be even spiritual like karmal karmic. if i keep reading i can sometimes go through a wall and feel the locomotion of words like a train i fly above that pulls me along
that could happen with the city we become. it has to do with cities being alive, despite and in spite of all the shit humans do to gentrify and neoliberalize and privatize and militarize the popo and shit and control shit, the neighborhoods and the poorer than thou. it's like there's a citified human nature that comes back out of the city to fight the hateful corruption of centuries. yeah humans did that too but that's an alien branch, the haters. the covid seems as inevitable as the fascist disease. we got to fight and how but how.