Input/output

Recoverytimes are progressing, life etc is resuming, and the period of enforced not-doing-much-except-sleeping has confirmed that, in order to have stuff to write about (AKA output), you need to have done/experienced/talked about/read stuff (input!)

All of which is to say that I have enjoyed my time with baldur's gate 3 (still, very enjoyably, in progress, because without other Real People around I can indulge analysis paralysis in a leisurely fashion. And I am.), but I am now eager for a world in which I can find out What Happened With Lacan in the Critique of Psychoanalytic Reason and have conversations that don't revolve around how far I can move my arms above my head (all the way, in case you were wondering).

Onwards and upwards (including arms), Excelsior…