The Interiority of 2020

Mon. 08.03.20 – Hello, August. Funny seeing you here in this weird year. I feel that I am caught in a spiral of interiority. Not the downward, sinking spiral of lethargic depression, but another type of spiral – one that takes me increasingly inward…

Thursday the 18th of June in the Year of Folded, Mashed, Stretched Time

Thurs. 06.18.20 – Yes, I persist in writing my time stamps as MM.DD.YY. Speaking of time, once again, it seems as if years have passed since March and yet it was just last week or two ago. My intense Covid dreams have faded to…