Monday Evening Thoughts: 12.18.23

I think of the strength in fragility. The importance of insignificance, and the inverse. And all the other perfectly paired contrary ideas that come along with this human existence. But I don’t need to tell you all that. You, being a human, one that clicked their way here. I suppose there is a limit to…

Monday Evening Post: 8.8.22

I wonder. At what point does memory become history? And, at what point is desire too corrupted by selfishness so that nothing pure is left remaining?