Not having a schedule for the newsletter isn’t helping much — months go by and I wait for something “important” to say. It turns out, I never think that I do! Given enough time, however, I start missing the act of writing.
When I first started blogging I wanted to have my pain seen whilst making silly jokes. I didn’t know this at the time. For better or worse, every few years/months I would delete everything, leaving no trace of my old blog. Well, almost no trace.
Lately, I have been feeling good. Happy. Comfortable in my skin. Soon I will be turning 30 and I’m doubting many of the notions that got stuck to my identity along the way. Questions like, am I really quiet? Am I really shy? Or did things just happen to me? I’m returning to the playful nature I had as a kid, finding myself dancing, singing and having stupid fun. I tried writing at length about it, but I don’t imagine it being interesting to anyone other than me. Besides, Hayley Williams said it better in Watch Me While I Bloom. There’s nothing else to add to it.
Short news from my web3 life (stay with me!): I made a new contract through Manifold for my individual photographs and this is the ASCII art
If you want to know more about NFTs, here’s an excellent resource I wish I had read one year ago.
Have a swell November. Try headbanging sometimes (use your whole upper body). Twerking is great, too.
These are beautiful pictures 😍
Gorgeous photos and happy to see you back here. There’s always something important to say! Each tiny piece resonates with someone.