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I was talking to my buddy Mike Hawthorne the other day about the weird portal realities we came up in, nerdy kids, no dad, not a whole lot of money, raised mostly outside by whatever knuckleheaded business we approached or were approached by.
I mean you guys, just go with it
trying to make nothing out of everything
Without Abuela at its heart, the home that had grown out of her interests seemed almost to have fallen over on its back like some ancient fossil in the sand, all of these tiny bits of her sitting unbroken but without purpose like the shells of light bulbs that no longer fit.
It’s a pretty complicated system; I’m pretty sure I’m not gonna be able to sleep, because mostly I don’t, so I don’t really bother trying.
you + me + a wild romanian brown bear
I wrote a lot last week about the arc of my existence and how what I considered its firmament had maybe kinda crumbled in my hands.
Saying goodbye to things long gone.
A number of unfamiliar sensations across 12000 miles, a series in (?) parts
The Grape Pyramids of Egypt
It’s an odd thing walking through your oldest memories.
