holidays. The only time markers I recognise are: Trash day (Tuesday for my street) and Bike Loud happy hour (Wednesday). Otherwise, I do not know what day it is. Holiday is not a thing. Time is not a thing. If someone brings up time it means they want something. Don’t be so pushy. No one will like you if you keep going with this holiday business.
All
of them.
All days
are the same amount of wind. Time isn’t real. At some moment, I become more flat, lower. No unwind.
Are you Ai?
You are better off not knowing how to use social media. Trust me.
This
is a family show.
My decision
to use WordPress for an online store has taught me what zero sales, zero views looks like. My daughter suggests it is a shadow ban. I think it is because I don’t pay SEO parasites. Oh and fuck Google.
like this
but with more money
1. Coffee.
2. Feeding the animals who visit our yard.
3. Listening to music.
4. Designing systems.
5. Love.
We
may never know.
“Every
day I write the book.” E. Costello
Pi-Des 