I exist somewhere amongst all the conditions of life and all the contradictions of reality.
I am stuck somewhere between the real world and the world within my head
And you’re dripping in sweat because it just rained and it’s so fucking humid but it makes your edges bleed into the wet air around you and you feel like you’ve found a new plane of existence and alternate realities don’t interest you because you know they’re actually all around you waiting for you to find them. Facilitated in part by Desertshore’s Randy Quaid On Cameron Winter radio.
This was one of my new years resolutions: creating more stuff and not being satisfied by simply consuming media, art, coffee etc.
I felt like I was floundering and too caught up with work to really find the time to explore this side. I should also preface this by saying I'm definitely not someone who identifies as a creative person. However, pi.fyi has been a cool way to do this with no risk or fear. Sure, my posts are dumb jokes and it's completely meaningless but it makes me feel alright and it's fun to interact with you freaks. thank u friends <3
it helps quench your thirst if you chug desperately, throwing in a bit of unnecessary eye contact, little water droplets running down your neck giving you a chill, letting out a moan when you finish drinking…. I think I hauve covid
