Telemediated

All my friendships are telemediated, because talking in person isn’t so great. The whole thing’s unrewarding. Everybody else’s voice is more important. Only time I can speak truth is on the bathroom walls. But that’s just a bullhorn with a remote mic. No recourse, no defense, but no audience feedback. Just scribbles on paint. Kilroy […]

Minimum

I suspect I’m in a season of silence. Not much to be said that’s suitable for a public journal. Work is stressful. Sometimes I miss the simplicity of working with mechanical devices instead of mechanistic people. I had a moment of clarity last week; I’m not trapped. I can leave. I’m only existentially bound to […]