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The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon—now with climate crisis, rising fascism, increasing disability, eventual poverty, and inevitable death.

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We’ve begun the descent into the season where I can’t leave my neighborhood or even sometimes my apartment because it’s too cold for me, and if I dress for the weather I get roasted alive by the nonsensical public transit thermostats which are set for comfortable home-living and not for people going in and out of buses all day. Since my diagnosis, I’ve discovered that my long-standing sensitivities to heat and to cold likely are a sensory/stimulus issue as part of being autistic. Any day now, I’m going to have to start the countdown to no more trips to the zoo until Springtime.

Addenda

  1. The other problem is that as it gets colder, I’m going to want my “ear flap hat”, but I can’t wear my ear defenders with that, and I don’t know what to do to protect myself from sensory noise.

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