This is a private archive of public things. A breadcrumb trail for a restless mind that refuses to settle, even when it’s pretending to. If this were an essay, the thesis would mutate every paragraph. If it were a person (and it is), she would argue with you, then argue with herself, then write it down and eat the paper.
This blog is not for claps or comments. It is for compulsion. The kind that makes a person keep asking the same question a hundred ways until the question breaks open. It is for clarity, not consistency. For the type of writing that doesn’t aim to flower but to document, to catch the mind mid-swing, not post finish.
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