{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "Just walking home carrying a 2-gallon jar of milk from the indie convenience store, thinking back to when I was in LA and...", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/706314033547067392/", "html": "<p>Just walking home carrying a 2-gallon jar of milk from the indie convenience store, thinking back to when I was in LA and carrying <b><i>one</i></b> gallon that far would weary my arms, to say nothing of the once-equally-armsload bag on the other wrist (with the cane!) that&rsquo;s nothing now</p><p>It&rsquo;s not just sexual attractiveness, like since as <b><i>soon</i></b> as the brain stuff knocked me back a spell I&rsquo;ve been becoming stronger and more capable, and for the last 8 months at least I&rsquo;ve not only passed where I was before but I&rsquo;m constantly the best I&rsquo;ve ever been, with the sense I don&rsquo;t hit a ceiling for a bit</p>"}