What do I need to do? I need to slow down. I need to put my feet on the ground. I need to focus on one thing, and one person, at a time.
These entries are becoming schizophrenic, swinging quickly from one position to the other. The internet is vanity and I have committed to it, I have hollowed out myself for a faraway glittering prize. It will never come to me.
Everyone knows who I am and I don’t care. No one knows who I am and it doesn’t matter.
I don’t want to be known, I want to live in the work. I want to carve out a life that straddles both plains. Rest peacefully in fraternity and abstraction.
I don’t know who I’m writing these entries for or who I’m trying to impress. If I’m trying to impress anyone, it’s thou, or you.