Past, Present, and Future
I am too young to be having a midlife crisis and too old for a quarter-life one.
I am too young to be having a midlife crisis and too old for a quarter-life one.
These artists don’t shy away from the ugly stuff of life.
“Could you enhance this image” on your 1990s camcorder? Sure.
There were pandemic quarantines; were it up to her, they would have never ended.
It almost feels incompatibly bourgeois.
I don’t think I let myself experience the magic of an unspoiled narrative.
Looking for my first job, it felt like Indeed was saying to me, “YOU ARE A TOY.”
The more I think about it, the more memories I recall.
Every hobby has its own subculture, and eating is no different.
Everywhere that has ever been called home by someone is beautiful.