pick up slack

I had a fun thought yesterday: it would be great to make a slack channel where you work called #stool, post one photo of some stool (could be yours or whatever), make it public but don't invite anyone, and see how long it takes for anyone to notice. Could be a nice way to quit a job you don't like. I don't especially fancy photos of stool, but more to the point I don't like slack and it seems like people should use it for more whimsical & chaotic purposes. Actually the best outcome would be a functioning channel where people actually posted photos of stool as if they were cat photos or transit updates.

giving up

I felt today a feeling I don't often feel, which is that in defecating, I was giving something up. To whom, I do not know. What I would do with it if I didn't shit it out, I also do not know. It wasn't exactly possessiveness either or territoriality. But maybe a big sadness that you're always imperfect, always have more shit to excrete, and you can never be at stasis. And the surrendering of this thing that seems like part of your body, at least temporarily, is a small tragedy. Just musing here.