Shared Blips
I collect these moments, these small intimacies with strangers, shoring up an evidence base of my own existence and its overlap with others’.
I collect these moments, these small intimacies with strangers, shoring up an evidence base of my own existence and its overlap with others’.
I feel the in-person lived reality of the bystander effect, to which I’ve always told myself I would be the exception.
As someone drawn to haphazardness in my organized religion, I was charmed.
I somehow want to “succeed” in my social interactions. Oldest daughter syndrome claims another victim.
Contrarianism is in a way innately consumptive—you take something in, and you become the opposite of it.
I can join the response to “Le seigneur soit avec toi” with “et avec votre esprit.”