Reflections on books, the web, philosophy, and the quiet disciplines that hold a life together.
I made a poop app once. It did nothing. It was beautiful. I made a game too, some kind of thing where you press a button and a number goes up and you feel good for exactly three seconds before the existential dread sets back in. I made short movies or trailers call them what you want but it was fun and enjoyable and now somehow, against all odds, and against the better judgment of everyone involved I have made an album.
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I got the strap like a dyke
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I have not slept properly in months.
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There’s a specific kind of comfort in being miserable.
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Monday morning. The calm after the storm. Temperate, clear, almost pleasant, the kind of day that makes you want to believe the world is a gentle place. A lie, of course, but a comfortable one.I walked into the Commer...
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