Stories
Fragmented convolution… delivered in drips & drabs. From the pages of my morning journal… Gestalt – thoughts developed by the line… making meaning one entry at a time.
Attempting to find out where I’m going by observing myself
Ideally, you say, you want it all -mapped out. There are no directions if you don't know where you want to go. What am I saying? I don't know. The thing just formed in my head in response to bits and pieces of things. That's the way of it... That's where interesting...
Maybe I think too much about handwriting and dishes
The handwritten page Trying a new way of getting my handwritten stuff onto here. Seems like scanning my journal page into Google docs works a treat... So maybe I can be more consistent at doing this... Not sure what the point is yet but I'll figure that out in the...
Don’t Know Anything But This…
I scanned today’s page for my journal and converted it to text using OCR - Kind of a mess. But I really love the random shit I have no control over... it sort of says a bunch of things but maybe it’s messed up. I am going to post it as is. Just to make myself...
What are we doing here?
I promised myself I would do this. Starting today. Late in the evening at the end of the day... I get ’round to-it. Reflecting on the day. A random thought this morning about being suicidal at seven... I think I was seven. Why was that? No clue... but obviously... I...