may 14, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world

I was talking recently with my dad about jobs. More accurately, my lack of job prospects. More specifically, my lack of job prospects confounded by the fact that I don’t know what I want to do. If you read my first entry of performative journaling, you may begin to see a throughline: these days, IContinue reading “may 14, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”