narcissism, that rare commodity Hannah Horvath wastes no time worrying about polar bears lonely on their shrinking glaciers.
middle-aged gyrations; or the version of the self we choose to share Vastness can exist in words left unsaid.
the joy of camping alone in the rain Only when the blood refuses to circulate can things begin to flow.
what looms overhead Powerlessness is silently vicious, calcifying itself further with each repeating cycle until it becomes self-fulfilling.
death and complicity in 1080p Death, violent and visceral, has been placed closer to the peacetime public's eye than ever before.
reflections from eighty-one days in motion The road trip innately produces the conditions amenable to self-revelation.
California, O California...land of many uses The imbalance in the abundant allocation verges closer to sin in this great, imperial state.
give me all the discomfort you've got On a trip like this, vulnerability begins to feel less aspirational and more like a necessity.
finding virtue in retreat Retreat scythes away the extraneous and the superficial, allowing for that rarest of things: clarity.
I have no idea who I am anymore and TikTok knows it Identity is a fickle thing, prone to impetuous retreat like a second-guessing tide.
