{"id":47221,"date":"2025-07-05T06:59:45","date_gmt":"2025-07-05T10:59:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/?p=47221"},"modified":"2025-07-05T07:00:00","modified_gmt":"2025-07-05T11:00:00","slug":"oaf","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/2025\/07\/05\/oaf.html","title":{"rendered":"Oaf"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For no reason I can fathom I have, for the last week, woken up remembering the name of an individual I knew in grade school or high school. It&#8217;s been a different individual each day, almost always a person I had zero contact with or very close to zero contact. One dude, who will remain nameless, was dubbed an &#8220;OAF&#8221; by someone whose identity I do not recall. Somehow the word stayed in my lexicon, though I rarely use it. It&#8217;s one of those words that sounds like what it means. ASl I remember of this individual whose name appeared in my head today is that he was considered an oaf, a likeble affable oaf, but a clumsy soul all around. He once rose to anger over learning that he had been excluded from some event or party that everyone else in the vicinity would be attending.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That is all I remember. So I did what we do in these hyperneuroconnected times. I looked him up, and find that he died last year. No cause is given. He was a couple of years younger than I, which reminds me hither that he was not in my graduating class. I further find that, to my chagrin, he had lived right here in New York City from 1993 to 2014. I know of a few people from my time at that school who landed in New York but it&#8217;s never been sensible to connect with any of them. High school is, for me, not much of a basis for keeping connected to someone I barely knew. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That is the second person I know of from high school who died. Another guy, who I came to respect despite never exchanging a single word, had a heart attack what must have been 15+ years ago. I feel their losses but decline to make thier losses mine when the connections are so thin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Today is Saturday, July 5, 2025. Wednesday and Thursday were epic. Thursday I rambled through parts of Flushing I&#8217;d never seen before, clocking over 20,000 steps and 10+ miles. Wednesday was similar. I had to walk. I have matters that need a good walking off, a good walking to. Really it might be there is something I am walking from, if not running. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Scary experience with a new drug, a new pill for the potion. I took this pill before and experienced different side effects from this time. MetFORMIN. 500mg extended release. I took it Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday with no troubles. Come back to work Friday and it&#8217;s a very different experience. Dizziness, shakes, sweaty, confusion. Something has to give because until yesterday this new pill, new to the ever-increasing fistful of charmapheuticals I ingest every day, had me feeling surprisingly serene. These new side-effects\u00a0 had to be on account of the booze. The symptoms I experienced were textbook related to metformin interacting with booze and lowering blood sugar to dangerously low levels. But I&#8217;d consumed precisely the same amount in previous days and woke up feeling placid and focused. It is obviously related, I&#8217;m not in denial. I skipped booze last night and metformin today. The only way out of yesterday&#8217;s metformin-addled conditions was to pop a full 2MG of Lorazapam, this after a morning does of 1MG. All I can say is that shit works. It brought me back to coherence, even if it felt like I had burn marks across my flesh, hair, and brain matter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I am left asking, was I also reacting like this the previous days, not at the office but during double-digit mileage walks. Was the senseless exertion of these strambles a symptom of the fact that nothing inside my head was making any sense, and that my mind was telling my body to run, run, run from yourself. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">If I ever put the videos together they will be something. Wedesnday I only did audio, narrating a walk out to Old Calvary Cemetery. I feel fine today and hope you do, too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For no reason I can fathom I have, for the last week, woken up remembering the name of an individual I knew in grade school or high school. 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