{"id":1741,"date":"2016-11-28T04:15:42","date_gmt":"2016-11-28T12:15:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/?p=1741"},"modified":"2016-11-28T04:21:49","modified_gmt":"2016-11-28T12:21:49","slug":"calm-morning-and-neurodiversity","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/2016\/11\/28\/calm-morning-and-neurodiversity\/","title":{"rendered":"calm morning and neurodiversity"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve thought a lot this year about what to call my caring about other people. I mean, what&#8217;s the specific common language there. Because, I&#8217;ve found certainty that it&#8217;s different. I&#8217;ve clearly coped, but there&#8217;s some familiar comfort in accepting that I&#8217;m less than average in my emotions. I don&#8217;t think I can explain why I care. I could make something up, surely, but I wouldn&#8217;t convince myself. I&#8217;d be tempted to file it under natural human behavior, which is why I&#8217;ve missed for so long there is a kind of empathy that happens naturally for most people.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been off social media since the election. I don&#8217;t have a summary of the result yet. Right now I&#8217;m tracking a container ship that is relevant to me make it&#8217;s way to Boston instead. The only certainty is Kate&#8217;s concern for the use of my privilege of being able to check out. Social media perhaps took a lot of attention in total, but not in measurable instances. I don&#8217;t get any time back, but definitely some attention. I think the hardest part is letting go of the last vestiges of past life and identity.<\/p>\n<p>I had a dream about Z last night. I woke up in the dark, then realized it wasn&#8217;t so dark and the sun was starting to rise. I sat up in bed wondering if I could normally hear the heat pump in the basement from the bedroom or not. I could see the outlines of the disaster of the bedroom from Darius. I wondered about happiness.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know how to separate being happy from having a good time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve thought a lot this year about what to call my caring about other people. I mean, what&#8217;s the specific common language there. Because, I&#8217;ve found certainty that it&#8217;s different. I&#8217;ve clearly coped, but there&#8217;s some familiar comfort in accepting that I&#8217;m less than average in my emotions. I don&#8217;t think I can explain why [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1741"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1741"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1741\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1745,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1741\/revisions\/1745"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1741"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1741"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.loftninjas.org\/rants\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1741"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}