Late nights with just enough restlessness can be one thing, for sure. Add to that the technological capability of this modern era and the chronicling of mind and life my younger self had habituated (and continue in the present and ever onward)- I am only a few clicks away from a wealth of nostalgia.
Tag: thoughts
Monday Evening Thoughts: 1.8.24
I’ve been in a mind to metric my worth. Within the self, and what might be held without.
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 Thoughts: 12.11.23
Still grossly out of practice, I have returned. Attempting, perhaps in vain, to compress and consolidate the seemingly constant wonderings occurring in the ol’ electric head meat to some associations of words. And though hoping to be concise, I make no promises.
The Veracious Facade 