i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again - there’s comfort in the blinking cursor.

i fail to understand anyone who wishes to be a specialist. but, having said that, i completely understand why someone would become one.

if there’s something worth saying, i don’t know what it is or where you’d even bother saying it.

the best utterances are the absurd noises made during sleep.

i’m missing something but i’m not sure what it is.