subway

went to the office today. it was completely empty. the company has been pushing 3 days a week in-office for "collaboration time" and meeting new people. as an introvert, this translates to: commute an hour to sit alone at a desk and do the exact same thing i'd do at home. but it's whatever.

on the way home, an elderly gentleman asked me if the subway was going to the right station. i told him yes — last stop is finch station, you're good. then he asked me why i keep saying "sir." i explained that i served in the military and it just kind of stuck — calling elders sir or ma'am became second nature. he got a kick out of that. honestly so did i.

fasting is going well. extremely hungry, but i keep telling myself — if i can't do this, i can't do anything. dramatic, maybe. effective, yes. we'll see how it goes.