Reading this post has made me realise that I haven't deliberately used visual imagination in a long time, and I'm finding it harder to do that sort of thing now.

I used to be practically limitless in my ability to recall imagery or change it at whim. Since then I've gotten years deep into a cycle of overwork, distraction based entertainments, parenting, and drinking. Also, a mild case of COVID that left me feeling slightly foggy a few years ago. No idea if that's related.

Did not plan to start my Friday at 5 am with an existential crisis, but cowabunga it is. Time to reclaim the inner empire or go mad in the attempt.