A Slow Cab

Early in the pandemic, I started writing single phrases about my day. Called it "A Slow Cab." Simple as that sounds, it helped more than I expected.

The commute home was my only real break. Between wrapping up work and getting back to the family, I had maybe thirty minutes in a taxi where nobody needed anything from me.

I'm talking about those early pandemic days when everything felt compressed. Work bled into home life. The kids needed constant attention. My partner was stressed. We were all stuck in the same small space, trying to make it work.

But in that slow-moving taxi, stuck in traffic, I could just exist. Watch the city crawl by. Think about nothing, or everything. The driver never talked much, which I appreciated.

That's where these phrases came from. Whatever was on my mind—work stress, family tension, random observations—I'd capture it in a sentence. Sometimes poetic, usually not. Mostly just honest.

The taxi ride wasn't special or profound. It was just the only quiet space in my day. And that made it everything.

What have been on my mind?

What's your Minimum Viable World?

Sometimes you need to gamble.

I've been far, but very close.

I'm just playing games--I know that's plastic love.

Day one. I miss her so much.

History is always written by the winners.

Smiles are deceiving.

The answer should be mostly no.

We are all red dot chasers.

It will come for us all.

Sometimes you just need to take your mind out of what's annoying you.

When things are going too well, it's hard to not get worried.

Even a rat can make you smile (if you can find it).

Days are hours.

How about living on an eternal summer holiday?

It's all about perspective.

Time always passes. You can't run from it.

Looking forward to a warm and long bath.

The calm before the flood. Feel it.

Less. Less everything.

Why deep-fried food tastes so good?

Finally some resting time. bye.

It's humbling to look around and see that I'm not the only one fighting.

I could use some ramen for dinner. It's been too long.

Why I can't stop obsessing over stuff? Since I was a kid, I had trouble sleeping when something was on my mind.

Sometimes I feel so tired.

All these zoom meetings are soul-sucking fiends.