The Scariest Part of Each Day

‎Waking‬ up: it takes minutes to recall who I am, an incremental growth in ‪conscious‬ memory, kinesthesia, imagination. From zero, each time.

Perceptions of Spacetime

Life's too short for meandering bullshit. It's not a fucking journey. You're living in the destination. Roll.

Social Erratum

Hey. I need to rescind my request to take you out on a date. Since telling you more about how I view myself, it doesn't sound like you're in a hurry to get this conversation going. My offer to buy you dinner still stands. But I can't afford to retain the priority to think about this any further. The past few years have penalised me heavily for betting on "waffle-y situations," and I really need to cut this short. I'm sorry. This is just me dealing with extremely limited resources. See you around, I guess.

I'll probably regret this in the morning. But... I said it.