may 29, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world

Tuesday morning. I find my work keys and lanyard strewn along the driver’s seat, the center console and glove box sitting open, the rear passenger-side door cracked a bit open, my BJJ gi untied, and all the spare sweatshirts I keep in my backseat rifled through. All of this a natural consequence of having left myContinue reading “may 29, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”