The End of Things
If you've ever seen my Instagram account, you might notice that I'm rarely featured in the pictures I post. Or
So Ezekiel cooked his food over human shit & I think
about Michelin chefs, how the really good ones
I hate the Internet, the way it pretends to be your friend
The older I get, the more I realize that back in college, when I was trying to figure out what to do for a career, I let my insurmountable fear of being poor get the better of me. Code starts to die the moment you write it. I should have been (should be?) a poet.
Columbo & Covid
Watching Columbo and even more recent shows that pretend Covid doesn't exist, I am, at first, nostalgic for the world before the pandemic. It's not long until my mind turns to wondering when the anxiety and trauma will leave our bodies.