vorpuni

I like classic cars. Owning an EV made me realise I never cared what gets them moving, I just hate modern cars. I wish I could retrofit a Citroen CX with absurdly powerful electric motors and a decent battery.

Even without other people watching: the dopamine pumping sometimes happens for the most mundane stuff, great! Or for incredibly convoluted shit, because for some reason the novelty is fun, or I’m in a mood.

And I know it’s happening and I know it’s stupid, at least sometimes.

This summer I may sleep in my smelly basement since I work nights. I’ll get a cot so I don’t have to be on dirt, but it’s better than a room where the temperatures are over 30°C even on smelly wet dirt.