Monday Evening Thoughts: 8.31.26

Next to me, just to the left, sits a series of notes and pages. Penned in bursts through out the day, before the hope for peering in upon some formerly thunk-up wisdom even gets a moment to engage my attention, I choose now to ignore them. For whatever impulse helms this moment, be it ingenious…

Monday Evening Thoughts: 11.4.24

Strange enough, or at least contrary to what most folks would feel about the matter- the seasonally based human contrived ‘earlier’ setting of the sun is working out. For at least this here thought experiment, on this here day, being that it means the feeling of evening happens earlier. Can start earlier without feeling too…