welcome

This place is a mirror. It’s a confusing place. But it’s my own place, a small world for my mind, a harbor for a ship unmoored. You can peek a little, but temper your expectations. I’m as ordinary as they come.

I think I’m shallow. I think I’m vapid, and quite possibly a crashing bore. I don’t think I have much to show for myself. Maybe it’s because I’m still finding my way, but there’s this persistent feeling of emptiness, like a blank canvas. Waiting to be painted, or left to the dust and mites. A kind of Lord of the Flies moment, I suppose. Conjuring beasts for myself.

My reason for making this place was simply FOMO. I didn’t want to miss out on the MySpace boom back in the 2000s. The personal internet revival was exactly what I’d been looking for.