words are deemed good when they do not sound bad when listened to or do not look bad in retrospect when lived by.

"let's strive for the painless" came to me when the ache in my back (i was staring at a progress bar to make it go greener because i couldn't think of a better use of my time) became my part-time companion, full-time owner. (it wouldn't go away even when i politely requested it to!)

other ones that followed it were:

• "let's resolve this pain in the back."
• "do not eat."
• "do not breathe."
• "do not speak."
• "do not repeat."
• "do not take out the trash."

for some people, words are nothing more than a sequence of strings emitted one character at a time, 8.5 hours a day, 6 days a week, 50+ weeks a year. that's a lot of energy to invest just in increasing the entropy of the universe (and the temperature of the room — should the discussion ever turn heated).

i guess that's the only form of warmth they ever learnt to provide.

man, i need to write! and i need to collect all the words written and arrange them in a vector space in a way that makes sense. only then will the pain go away, and i can finally stop staring at the progress bar — because it would have reached 100%.