I just put peanutbutter on a hobknob and now life has meaning again

A major reason that I've always enjoyed keeping a notebook is that it embodies my thoughts. If I replace a word in a text file nobody knows, but in my notebook there's a little strikethrough and I can remember the thought process that lead me to it.

"So the social order is protected not by preventing “self-expression” and identity formation but encouraging it as a way of forcing people to limit and discipline themselves — to take responsibility for building and cleaning their own cage" - Rob Horning

Wow. This hit hard.

Reflection based off of an experience I had tonight. I think the moment I realised I'm a communist was when performing small acts of kindness stopped giving me fuzzy Liberal-feel-good feelings and started filling me with rage.