a resurrecting morning
the way that a true sun rises. dreams from childhood, long road trips to syracuse, the taste of summer, the smell of morning grass after a night-long rainstorm.
my compendium of self-serving “art” and “writing”.
derangement.
all of the above.
more about this blog
I like writing about a lot of things, but this will mostly be about:
nostalgia
my “art”
pitiful attempts at photography
ramblings about the metaphysical and physical
florid, semi-repetitive trash
the way i want to become one with the fungus in my backyard
about the author
Call me saluki333! As of writing this, I am currently 25 years old and in graduate school. I have no concept of the passage of time and live mostly in my own head. Sometimes I bake and write letters to people, other times I sit and reflect on every single mistake I have ever made. I have mostly Aries placements, supplemented by Scorpio placements. My favorite flavors are matcha and mango. I love orangutans and spend all my time complaining about either back or stomach pain. I started this during the 2020 quarantine and wrote absolutely nothing.
psst… i once contributed to indie gaymers, which is a blog dedicated to discussing and reviewing indie games. please read it if that’s what you’re interested in.
Let’s be friends, even from afar. Love you and hope you’re doing well.
