I love being boring. I love going to the supermarket down the street from my apartment, buying bread and a bag of apples and strolling down the icy Brooklyn street with my earbuds in, plastic bag in hand. I love my work, nice and dull, code that either works or doesn’t. The sunlight that floods into my tiny room in the morning isn’t boring, but lying in bed and scrolling through Twitter certainly is. Such dullness! I treasure it dearly.

There is not much of it in my life, though. Two feet missing, two prosthetics, one “bad leg” that drives…

Sophie Helf

It is true that I do not have feet

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