october 22, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world

I’ve noticed a recurring tendency with these posts: I feel a strange allegiance to being negative. I’ll go to write something, anything, and it almost always feels too positive to be worth sharing. With everything going on in the world, and the title of this “project,” whatever that word “project” means, I often feel like I need to be excavatingContinue reading “october 22, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”

august 20, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world

The world doesn’t get less scary. We just get older. People are resilient because they have to be and while the world is unequal in how it distributes advantages, nature itself is indiscriminate. It’s not that no one is safe, but that safety is a transient state, and that every calm moment is a gift. Continue reading “august 20, 2024 – performative journaling at the End of the world”