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  • self indulgent writings in a time of rot

    The sun came out in defiance of that little groundhog a few times last week. I have a small sunburn all over from sitting out in its glorious rays, basking like the little lizard I am. I’m sure I’ll pay for these and other stolen moments with the sun in my old age, but for…

  • vul*ner*a*bil*i*ty

    David Lynch died on January 15, 2025. There are a myriad of places on the internet where you can find the timeline of his life, his deeply important work, and why you should actually give a shit about a man like that leaving this earth. So many people have already waxed poetic about who he…

  • i think about cycles too often

    “The Life/Death/Life nature is a cycle of animation, development, decline, and death that is always followed by reanimation. This cycle affects all physical life and all facets of psychological life. Everything – the sun, novas, and the moon, as well as the affairs of humans and tiniest creatures, cells and atoms alike – have this…

  • self indulgent word vomit

    Every time I have sat down to write anything in the last month and a half, I find myself doing that thing where I start and stop, then I work on an unrelated project and daydream until I find that somehow an astounding amount of time has passed and I still have responsibilities to take…

  • cinnamon and apples

    She hadn’t even thought it was a real number. Apparently her grandparents had actually been properly loaded, and her parents didn’t touch much of that money. She assumed that they had planned to retire on all of it, but she was never going to be sure now. The pen sat heavy in her hand as…

  • trying is terrifying

    Stagnacy seems to do nothing for me however, so I am choosing to be terrified. I have this issue with being perceived in a way that’s not true to who I am, which is why the last thing of mine that was properly published is a small article in a college paper from at least…

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