When we remove our ego, what's left isn't an empty void but the most distilled version of ourselves.

Who we are is constantly being tried by the times that we are living in.

The self is something we reckon with, not something we can escape.

Most of us fear not living; but to exist is far more terrifying.

Life doesn’t get easier, it's just that our bounce back rate improves.

I miss who I use to be before I realized how complicated the world is.

I surrender the need to know what direction my life is heading at every moment of the day.

Politics and nature conspire together, pushing human endurance to its limits.

Listening to devotional folk on sacred music radio.

Been trying to beat a 1500 level bot on chess.com for weeks now.

It's me and the history channel with a documentary on robotics.

Thinking about a couple of goals I have for 2026.

It's been an unforgettable Xmas.

Hoping I'll remember to use status cafe.

Listening to Night Circles by Stephan Micus.

I've done an art piece a day for the last 2 weeks and am enjoying the journey.

Looking forward to receiving my soft pastels in the mail.

I want to spend less time working on my web page and more time creating art and zines in 2026.

Listening to The Love You Give to Me by Webster Lewis- an old throw back.

I find snowstorms romantic, until you have to drive in them.