11/15/24 feeling tired, confused, trying to get rid of the heavy weight of the past. 10/25/24 had the strange experience of speaking an entire essay into existence through voice-to-text, and was surprised at how malleable i can be as a writer, even at this old age 9/27/24 in florida during a really massive hurricane. i think my first-ever of this size. wild to think how interconnected rain, humidity, oceans are, and how fragile the whole thing is. apparently 20 people died. we were on the borders of what it was throwing up but still felt 50mph winds, and this screeching outside as it went through the trees. but now everything is normal? 9/6/24 writer's block for me sometimes is just trying to sound like something i'm not? 8/20/24 found an old blog of mine and felt a little sad, like i'd lost touch with that sincere, eager person, who really knew how to be quiet and away from things. 8/6/24 it's been raining a lot this week in new york. the sky is a permanent gray. i've been thinking a lot about how omnipresent wheels are: on cars, bicycles, trucks.