september 3, 2024 – performative journaling at the end of the world

So far, I’ve tried to resist turning these into laundry lists of recent experiences. I don’t want them to become meta-explorations of my inability to think of anything to write about, either. There are pages and pages like that in my personal journals, but to put the “performative” in the performative journal, I feel aContinue reading “september 3, 2024 – performative journaling at the end of the world”