If at First You Don't Succeed—Tough Luck, Bucko
The internet isn’t a great place if you write and have anxiety. At least if you write, have anxiety, and are me.
Orange Julius Caesar
This essay’s a day late and about a buck fifty short of shits because I spent the better part of the week trying to write an uplifting essay about listening to and encouraging the aspects of yourself that others might find “strange" or “weird” or “dumb” and after all of the world, national, personal events of /especially/ the last week I just… couldn’t write that.
A Dream Is a Wish the Heart Makes and a Wish Is a Hope the Brain Makes and a Hope Is a Barter the Soul Makes—That Is the Path to the Dark Side
I’ve been on a weird kick lately of trying to figure out certain aspects of my personality and “being” by determining which character in certain fandoms I would be or who should be my favorite. I know, I know, this sounds… not entirely healthy, and it probably isn’t, but as an isolationist nerd with a collecting (see: hoarding) problem who is currently living in a lot of liminal life grey space, there’s actually quite a lot of comfort in definition of terms.
Just a Stranger on the Bus
They should make documentaries for people who just want to see how beautiful the world is without also watching cute animals get straight-up murdered.
Gums Should Be Covered By Insurance
Codeine gives me headaches.
The whole point of the “caesura” section of this website is supposed to be low-pressure personal updates/thoughts/breakdowns/ephemera for more regular updates and howdy-dos, but of course—it’s me, so nothing is low-pressure and I freak out about writing anything from text messages to emails to grocery lists to essays and beyond.
On The Friendship Lollipop:
How To Get Lost At Sea Without Even Trying
I read a lot of self help books these days. I moved to Los Angeles (California) exactly two years, one month, and… *checks calendar, does math, messes up math, tries again* four days ago. I left Chicago (Illinois) in the best physical shape of my life, but feeling stagnant in my career and needing a change.
Things I did instead of Inktober and NaNoWriMo:
“Suddenly, madness was everywhere, and I was determined to learn about the impact it had on the way society evolves. I've always believed society to be a fundamentally rational thing, but what if it isn't?”
— Jon Ronson, The Psychopath Test —
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