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"Aesthetic Realism NYC"
reads the sing hanging above
a doorway in Soho;
the subscript proclaims this to
be a "terrain gallery".
I've only lived in New York City for
three, maybe four years
at most -
but I can say without
a doubt, that the
aesthetic of this, the
center of my world,
my home and my life,
this wondrous city shining
at the mouth to the Atlantic,
are very lovely;
I just with the pain
of being alone
in a city of eight million
wasn't so steeped
in realism.
If waiting for familiarity
were a phenomenon as refreshing
as the smell, the taste,
the experience of cool water
running down your throat in
a smoky room where your body
can move as it pleases, carried
away by a pure sound and a pure
moment and the pure fire of life
inside of you, how long
would you have waited on
that curb?
Would you have been stuck there
forever, waiting for a perfect
comfortable moment that you
knew would never arrive?
Venture into the darkness, child;
brave the terror of the red lights,
the lightning-fast noise, the smoke;
the only thing you have to fear is
the fact that you were willing
to wait idly as destiny
passed you by.
There is an uptown
express
3 train to
(my bed, my home, my sanctuary;
a hot bath, a good meal, an old friend)
approaching the station;
please stand
(up, get ready -
the train's almost here -
you're almost home!)
I want to dance again but
my heart doesn't want to move;
such stony soil, choking any
flowers that might cry out:
"It's okay to dance, it's okay
to make your body sway in time
to some rhythm, or no rhythm, or
for any reason at all;
the fact that you exist needs
no justification."
I want to dance again, but
how can I possibly dance
in a garden where
nothing blooms?
It's Monday, March 20th. It's been eight days since I posted my first weekly planning post, and guess what - I totally forgot to do my weekly reflection yesterday! So I guess I'm going to do it now, because I'm not going to let it go undone even I forgot to do it on time.
On Monday, I did implement the heap data structure mostly from memory. That's a fun one, and I'm glad I brushed up on it. I completed about 5 hackerrank problems, going a little overboard from what I had planned. I also started putting the pieces together for my HTTP server.
I did not get around to working in Dijkstra's Algorithm, but I did finally get an okay-looking homepage for my blog. Go check it out; it has my face on it, and I'm pretty.
Also, RIP TweetBoy. My sweet garbage robot son.
Tuesday was a snowday and I got in late, but I managed to interface with Andrew Kelley and we did a bunch of work to get Zig's pow function into a pretty okay state, along with some other necessary additions to the stdlib. That's most of what happened that day, with maybe some additional learnings/investigation that aren't worthy of talking about.
I for the life of me cannot remember what happened today. Oops, all memory loss! If I do remember I'll amend this blog post to discuss it.
I finished up my Haskell HTTP server just in time to do a live demo at RC, which went fantastically. I didn't do too much other work, however - there was a board games night wherein I ate much good pizza and drank many good libations. Fun stuff.
I had a job interview! I interviewed with a fantastic company called Rent The Runway, and was engaged with them for most of the day. I managed to then give another demo of my HTTP server at the company I had just interviewed with - which will become its own blog post, mark my words.
I got a lot of things done. I learned a bunch about Haskell, especially concurrency and more about sockets and HTTP. I implemented a pow function, which is not trivial (and might become its own blog post), wrote blog posts and polished my website. And I also discovered that I sometimes can't remember a lot of what happened the previous week, so I probably need to start recording daily what I do.