infinity – n. that which cannot be counted or measured
Yet our lives are not actually made up of the kind of time that runs on clocks or calendars, but the events that lie within this construction of time…
Read MoreYet our lives are not actually made up of the kind of time that runs on clocks or calendars, but the events that lie within this construction of time…
Read MoreSilence becomes…louder than sound even. Wild white noise. The antithesis of silence itself.
stargaze in our own minds, tracing thought constellations old and new, day dreaming night dreaming
Read Morelemon juice, maple syrup, cayenne pepper, water
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Hello world!
If you're reading this, then you've found your way to my blog! Which is a *big* thing for me because I haven't put myself out there like this before. I will definitely dance my heart out without a thought on a night out or laugh unabashedly at a joke that is maybe not that good because I find almost anything funny. But this is new, it feels closer, more intimate, and a little self-conscious. I'm starting this blog for a number of reasons, but my biggest reason is because I want to write. I need to write, and I want to bring something to others with my writing. Writing for you is my next step in pursuing a passion that I have known since I was a child. I don't know exactly where this will go. You'll probably be privy to poetry, random thoughts and perspectives, and stories I feel are important to tell. So take what you will from these posts, and know that it makes me smile to think about you somewhere reading these words I wrote for us.