Reflections from aged 22 on the eve of 23.
It is just a feeling. But why do I do that with feelings? Feelings are not always thoughts, not always stories. They’re felt, sometimes that is all.
This new fun has cast a dead white sky over my life.
A personal essay type-thing (while I work on an actual story) on boring fun. Trigger warning: I use the word fun 27 times.