I didn’t write the last post, but it’s a good image I keep on me at all times.

Pointless tangents. Nonsense rambling. Look, even if I’m shouting into the void. I just as anyone wish to say I was here. I just hope I do good while I am.

2:58AM ET

I’m getting caught up in this pointless endeavor of telling you what you already know. Rather, I bring to you. An idea: “to Make something.” Nonsense, relativity, hope. Connection. Spread awareness. Even if you don’t know what to say. Say what’s on your mind. We need each other more than ever.

Though I believe fundamentally the society we live in is structured to deliver a personalized imposter syndrome so that you never feel as though you are enough. Thought the scroll, in the comments, retweet reply. Watch this ad about loving your body, how about an ad about weight loss next.

Never the less, I wonder as I Remain in my present state. Isolated In the grander sense. A pinpoint of data to some. To an algorithm argument, no more than such. I wonder. If people see these words and they make sense. I’ve often had trouble making sense I felt, some may define as imposter syndrome.

The construct of what we make and desire on a free forum platform can both drive us further into isolation as we allow algorithms to design these perfectly ornate and organized boxes. That we cryslize as we further accept with every like and swipe. Cementing our view points become easily digestible.

Oh hey, I made that flier! 🎷🐛 thanks for sharing it y’all!

You may say hope does not feed a family. But hope, allows you to know that someone is also worried about that. So we are in this together. Hope is to know you are not alone in your struggles. So we must come together! And we will! I have hope.