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I really loved A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers.

It hit me right at a time when I needed it, and made me feel that change might actually be ok.

I don’t really notice that I’m thirsty, so I used to go full work days without drinking anything other than a glass of water that my colleague gave me at lunch, then feeling strangely tired when going home.

The end result was a kidney stone. After that painful experience, I always have a bottle of water in my office, and make sure that I drink one bottle before lunch and another in the afternoon.

On days off from work, I still forget to drink, because I don’t have my water bottle there to remind me.

At my age, this has happened more times than I care to admit. With some people, it’s like no time passed at all, and everything is great.

With others, it has become very evident why we lost touch.

I haven’t discovered a way of seeing who is what type without just trying to reconnect and seeing what happens.