Woke up this morning feeling the best I have in three weeks. This appears to be finally over completely. A follow-up post on that in a few days...to explain how I finally figured out an ending to it on my own, with help from a friend.

I sensed the end was coming when after three weeks of flogging myself just to write a blog post—or do much of anything—I wrote yesterday's NFTs Are Dumb post with gusto, enthusiasm, and energy for three straight hours. I published it, scheduled the email to 8,000 for 7pm my time, 6am east coast. Then I hit the beach, did my rounds of chatting with expats and 20-something Thai chicks, got home 6 hours later at midnight, then had a decent sleep.

I'm back.

I'm making my digital rounds this morning and I have to tell you that Jeff Childers' Coffee & Covid has become my top read. Not only does he have good filters of what to write about and not write about, he does so in a style I like...love, actually. I do similarly from time to time and in fact, his style has inspired me a bit, at times, to be less confrontational and more ironic. Or whatever. I guess. So.

His Saturday issue (Sunday morning my time) was a kick for me, especially in my re-found zest for life. This was one of the sections.