Playing with my navel lying on my back and realizing I’ve lost enough fat and built enough muscle it feels like it hasn’t since childhood.

Just one more case of how, since the personality change, I continue to progress at maximum feasible pace towards my ideal self…

Like you’ve got to understand that from my perspective all the 2020-on shit was two nested tests – immediately in maintaining function and reconstructing my mind like, in production, but in a broader sense that was when the 2010s came to a head, proving that my understanding of them – and activity and affiliation in reaction – was precisely calibrated.

Oh, and that was flanked by a year on either side by two pop quiz tests where I suddenly had to apply reasoning, knowledge, and initiative to restart my breathing, passed those too

And in reaction I receive a very border-of-plausibility total upgrade – I’m like “this doesn’t happen – okay given all the crazy stuff I’ve heard it’s technically possible for everything to all line up in exactly the right way but still” and ever since things just consistently break my way as hard as possible.

It’s been very weird to experience.