The internet is a microcosm of the universe, consistently expanding at an incalculable rate each day. Black holes of social media warping the sense of self and the perception of what The Good Life is: billions of posts that reach an event horizon and disappear, leaving only an imprint on the mind. Multiverses created from lost log-ins, abandoned accounts, “finstas”, unread DMs.

This is a writing site I created 5 years ago. A site I re-created a few days ago. Same domain, same homepage, different email logins. No clear vision or mission for this little nebula. Likely musings on movies, embarrassing confessionals, and things I don’t want to forget.