Hello, internet friends! The Substack app is still really new and doesn’t let me do anything fancy. It’s just you and me and words; it reminds me of text edit notes on the family computers. A Quarry of Thoughtless Ponderments is a tradition that I started in many notebooks when I was fourteen and started journaling. I wanted the most accurate name possible for “a collection of thoughts swirling around in my head that may or may not be related to each other and i won’t know until i write them down.” Obviously you can’t write that at the top of a page every night before bed. Welcome to my first public AQOTP while I try to remember it’s okay to balance myself out. * Taking a break from treating myself like an adorably exploitable automatron. Why am I acting like this isn’t an enormous amount of work. Hi hello! I am moving very slowly tonight. One day i will return to writing poetry but for now i drink honey with ginger and cosplay as an essayist. I have essays written and I do not post them. How much can I say about state sanctioned genocide safely in public? I have anxiety! The only way out is through!
this was so lovely to read through before I got started for my day:) your writings remind me that there are so many ways of sharing & reminds me to journal more again
my dad told me a story of when my grandmother told him, "one day i woke up and looked in the mirror and i saw an old lady." i think about it a lot, especially since i don't get to see her very often. i have too many thoughts on aging and intergenerational spaces to round off this comment with any purpose.
HONEY, GINGER AND LEMON TEA>>
its always a delight to read your posts, thank you for sharing
this was so lovely to read through before I got started for my day:) your writings remind me that there are so many ways of sharing & reminds me to journal more again
I just... your words crack open my soul
How beautiful it is to have met you through Instagram, then tiktok, and now your forum. I’m so grateful! You inspire us all! Thank you!
This was such a delight to read. Thank you for your words and your constant hard work. We are cheering you on!!
😭😭😭😭 me reading this at 4am, we are so grateful of you. The best most sincere internet friend! You are a poet, always looking forward to your essays 🙌
Your words are a breathe of fresh air for me and my half-cold cup of Chamomile. Thank you for sharing these thoughts 💫✨
good luck with your thesis! I’m sure it’s going to be incredible (like everything else you write)
my dad told me a story of when my grandmother told him, "one day i woke up and looked in the mirror and i saw an old lady." i think about it a lot, especially since i don't get to see her very often. i have too many thoughts on aging and intergenerational spaces to round off this comment with any purpose.