FMoML: Week 1
Fuck. why?
My physical body seems to refuse to cooperate with my mind. I am not sure the underlying conflict between the two and what role ‘I’ play in mediating it, if any.
Regardless, as I refuse to enter and exit day after day empty-handed, I decided to assign this otherwise unspectacular month to be “The Funniest Month Of My Life”. Each day I will attempt to nurture a nucleus of a joke into an adolescent ‘bit’. A page or two of premises, tags, and punchlines to be polished later. The irony of it also being the most physically uncomfortable wasn’t part of the joke.
Since these jokes won’t meet my standards until they leave my mouth, I will just include the title I assigned each joke as a receipt that I am alive and still trying to write, at least:
- 09/01/2025: Smoking
- 09/02/2025: Magic
- 09/03/2025: Trauma (bonus: Award-winning)
- 09/04/2025: Empathy
- 09/05/2025: My inquiry knows no bounds!
- 09/06/2025: Shit box
- 09/07/2025: Catchphrase
Perhaps if no other writing is done this month, I can at the very least drop these titles each week to keep myself honest with my AA. So, off my back, you!