It’s something, alright, the way perspective pivots the priority of our emotional capacities. Relative proximity within time being one that jumps to mind. Both the numbness and reverberating waves of woe associated with some personal tragedy, depending on the days since incident. And within the same breath, nostalgia can invoke something so dormant it was…
Tag: existentialism
Monday Evening Thoughts: 8.12.24
I am convinced, at least as of this evening, that the lack of any type of preparation for this trip we’re about to take is the right call. There was something scratched out of a sticky note, but we’re just going to pretend that doesn’t exist.
Monday Evening Thoughts: 8.5.24
What had we gone about here last time around? I suppose it doesn’t matter much. This always ends up being the same experiment, more or less. Some blue collar existentialism spouted out by this regularly cluttered mind. All these years later, and it often feels like the question grow in quantity. But perhaps, there is…
Monday Evening Thoughts: 6.3.24
There was an attempt to accomplish this in the timely manner associated with the title. It had failed, mostly. I managed two paragraphs, as follows. And I quote…
The Veracious Facade 