I don’t know where I’m going to go with this.

His name was Juan, and he was frustrated with the English language.

I met my mind shortly after I met a guy named Force.

Little asian kids are cute as heck, unlike cyclists.

I’m not sure how I am going to do this.

As a home builder of some decades, I am, due to my professional upbringing, guilty of some prejudice when it comes to certain building materials and methods.

I find schedules profoundly comforting, but not bad schedules.

I’ve been using my inner monologue to discuss my inner monologue.

There is something to be said for having no distractions, and that is that it’s awful.

I have trouble focusing on stuff until I don’t.

“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry.

All that blood was never once beautiful.

It was just red.”

-Kait Rokowski

The contemplation of stillness is a noisy affair.

-The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable.

If I don’t have projects, I think I’ll die.

I’m glad it’s still raining.

So I was lying in shavasana earlier when I started thinking about Necrophagist, and then I got kind of hungry, and then I thought about how much I like knowing a little bit of Latin.

I hate doing site analysis.

I haven’t taken photographs for a while.