patience + papermaking
I don't have a final lesson for you. Sadly, a lot of the time, the paper that results when I try my best to fight my frustration or impatience generally ends up being of poor quality anyway.
Sophia Kang
molecular memory and habits
Did you know that inanimate objects could hold molecular memory? If even paper has molecular memory, how much more powerful are human beings if we applied ourselves to what we truly wanted to become?
the attempt matters too, not just the end result
I leave the box unchecked but I write all this here to show that the attempt was made. I tried.
Thoughts Related to Snowpiercer
I rewatched Snowpiercer tonight. I remember watching it for the first time and being annoyed with the ending. An Asian teen and a black child left with the gargantuan task to rebuild society. All alone in the bitter cold armed with only fur coats and the burnt refuse of a
My Revised Skincare Routine, Courtesy of TikTok Comments
Last summer, when I was staying with my friends in Sacramento, I had the worst acne flare up of my life. It was so bad that I ended up leaving early so that I could see my dermatologist in LA. After going down a rabbit hole of research, I wondered
What is Anarchist Calisthenics?
I learned this phrase recently on my favorite app. I looked for a definition online and it took me to a very old Harper's article. Here is a poignant excerpt.
"You know, you and especially your grandparents could have used more of a spirit of lawbreaking. One
Uncomfortable Thoughts about Comfort Creators
I've been thinking about comfort creators recently. People who exist on the internet and churn out content that is easy breezy. They inspire and comfort, or are reliable companions to have on in the background while you go about your own life.
Countless, seemingly ordinary people have made
What kind of game plan is this?!
I've been watching survival shows, in case this really is the end of the world and we need to flee to the wilderness because it would be better for us to take our chance with Mother Nature than to trust our government any longer.
Having camped only twice
The New Old Figurehead
or maybe I should title this poem, The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
Like the demure runt of German obscurity
with soft hands sidesaddle from jet to jet;
There our piss-soaked, twilight boundary shall sit.
A puny man with a dildo, whose mouth foams
full of political, electric discharge.
His
Repurposing Mid-Skincare
One of life's small thrills for me is finishing a product. Social media likes to give labels to everything. Minimalism. Project pan. Low buy. No buy. I don't care what you call it but I would like to urge everyone to bring thriftiness back.
Personally, if