I deactivated my Twitter account for the sake of my sanity and prioritizing actually learning and engaging with people outside such a toxic platform. I have a lot of friends and people I quite enjoy, so I did download my data and will be working to follow everyone outwhere.

The beauty of a desert is, that in extreme or particular enough conditions, it can recreate some brutal weather effects. Luckily, today is kinder and lighter, but the touch of cold air on my freshly clean skin and the parts of my hair still wet makes me feel alive. It’s a part of the spring that takes me in and wraps me up in it.

Adding far, far too many things to this site, resulting in a lot of writing. New link menus, new things to browse. Minor organizational changes will keep happening. Accessibility improvements continue on.

A desert rarity, seeing my breath in the air as the grey sky pours. I really enjoyed the fresh air walking to work before masking up.

Every single book, every single one. There is oh, so much depth to the human connection. Pain, ache, and finding love.

LLLLLLETS PLAY!

For every Jerma vod comp I watch the more I kind of consider streaming.

Official diagnosis, comedic charts abundant, I feel damned and frustrated to keep working on systems to get me to function, obsessing over the bare basics of survival and day to day life that the creative work I want to do, and even my responsibilities, can become second and third rate importance. I don’t want them to.