photo by ferdinand stohr
as I write this, it's march. here's a snapshot of my life:
I'm sitting in my cubicle. a small pointsetta on my desk stubbornly clings to life. also on my desk: a metal pen holder full of writing utensils, a phone that is rarely used, a water bottle, a cork-bottom mug, two open notebooks, a pad of writing paper that's down to its last five blank sheets, some christmas cards, a calendar, and the teddy bear the office gave me on my first day.
I made this site when I was a teenager. it's the first home I ever really built on the web. I'm a grown-up now. and I love this house, but I don't live here anymore. I'm not sure what I want to do with it.
so...it's time to clear out the cupboards. board up the back windows.
“When you're a kid, they tell you it's all...Grow up. Get a job. Get married. Get a house. Have a kid, and that's it. But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It's so much darker. And so much madder. And so much better.”