I opened up Wordpress with the nagging, niggling thought that I should write something. But I’ve got no plan this time. It’s just word vomit.
Little Fires Everywhere — Burn, baby, burn.
“Sometimes you need to scorch everything to the ground, and start over. After the burning the soil is richer, and…
Minor Feelings — A spark, not a flame.
“Minor feelings” does not mean small, but dissonant. That struck a chord with me. A constant itch of cognitive dissonance…
The Committed — This is a Viet Thanh Nguyen stan account.
I’d like a bastard, if you please.
nhớ
“In Vietnamese, the word for missing someone and remembering them is the same: nhớ.” It’s been a long time since…
hibernation | december favorites
This is probably the latest I have ever uploaded a monthly favorites post, so as I tend to say in…
a prism, twenty songs of twenty twenty
Here are twenty songs that captured my heart this year. They aren’t ranked, just loosely organized in order of when…
emotionless autopilot | november favorites
ID: the above photo depicts my attempt to kick the ennui out of my life. I was unsuccessful. Ahahahahahaha. This…
book quotes, a mini inktober lettering challenge
i cannot insist enough how much you should read these books. they are all wonderful, as are the other works written by these authors.
a change in scope | october favorites
heyo, friendos~~ I actually kept it pretty short this month! Huzzah! Though I must caveat that I intend to write…