Or you can go straight to grim and lo-fi. That is, straight to what makes you anxious—in my case, choices, uncertainty, finding perfect moments and sensory irritations. When I sat at that wobbly table my irritation mounted as the table wobbled each time I put down my teacup. But I sat longer. It felt crappy and wrong and my body got prickly with anxiety as I sat there. But I sat longer in the grimness.
