A Closed and Common Orbit
by Becky Chambers

Highlights
- There was organisation at work, but clutter, too. The mark of a logical mind that sometimes strayed.
- anybody working in a job that doesn’t let you take a nap when you need to should get a new job.
- ‘So, tattooing … you’ve got a picture in your mind, then you put it on your body. You make a hazy imagining into a tangible part of you. Or, to flip it around, you want a reminder of something, so you put it on your body, where it’s a real, touchable thing. You see the thing on your body, you remember it in your mind, then you touch it on your body, you remember why you got it, what you were feeling then, and so on, and so on. It’s a re-enforcing circle. You’re reminded that all these separate pieces are part of the whole that comprises you.’
- Are we going for an anchor or a compass? A memory to ground you, or a spark to guide you forward?’
- Maybe a compass could be an anchor, too.
- She was glad to have met someone who liked to read.
- You could live your whole life in one of those cities and never know how ugly it was somewhere else.
- ‘Life is terrifying. None of us have a rule book. None of us know what we’re doing here. So, the easiest way to stare reality in the face and not utterly lose your shit is to believe that you have control over it. If you believe you have control, then you believe that you’re at the top. And if you’re at the top, then people who aren’t like you … well, they’ve got to be somewhere lower, right?