[default_title]

Its been five years of it’s august and the flow of time still haunts me

nobody else doing it like me. particularly because the way i’m doing it is needlessly difficult

Every version of you was necessary. Even the ones you’re ashamed of.

There are places deep in the earth where the water is crystal clear or it would be, if there were any light. All of the sediment, all of the dust has settled long ago. All of the gasses have escaped. These hidden volumes of water, like houses. Like the space between bridges. The space between you and the sky. Huge empty spaces that are not empty. Frozen glass. The water is still. The water is silent. The water is transparent as the mountain air on a starless, moonless, windless night.

HotBot.

Askjeeves

I primarily used AltaVista and Yahoo before my 10th grade English teacher told me about Google in 2000. I have such a vivid memory of being like, "oh shit this IS a great tool..." which is hilarious to recall 26 years later.

I love birds. Reasons for living. Little earth choir everyday are you kidding? Beautiful. Indebted and lucky for it.

“Little Earth Choir” made me so happy

I need my weird alone time or I will explode