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  • when your body reminds you of the score: a notes app history in three acts

    act one: the paper cut Date: 11/22/2024, 10:39 PM Trauma violently reshapes who you are without giving you a manual explaining how you’ve changed. You need to relearn who you are through vicious trial and error. And just when you think you’ve finished writing out your own manual by hand, wrist ligaments cracking and knuckles…

  • notes app entry: June 16, 2024

    My room has good vibes (as in people just say they like the vibes in my room) because my things have meaning (as opposed to aesthetic purpose/its owners are otherwise apathetic about a thing) Endowing objects for acting is literally putting vibes (energy) into that object. The meaning is the energy My things have that…

  • notes app entry: Feb. 12, 2023

    I don’t understand longing. Like I get that it is an emotion, but I don’t think I’m capable of feeling it. Maybe that’s the lack of meds talking, but I just feel so fucking numb to deeper human emotions. It makes me question my humanity. Like, is romance really vital to being human? Obviously it…

  • “The Peace of Wild Things” and me

    Jan. 3, 2020: I wrote this in my notes app… Been doing a lot of thinking about songs and how they can tie to bittersweet memories. “The Peace of Wild Things” is running through my head forward and backward. What it means to me is so much more than its message, its frantic piano introduction…

  • notes app entry: July 28, 2018

    On the balcony, she looked down upon the kingdom. It was quaint. Too quaint for her taste. The sun sizzled golden on her skin, and she welcomed it with a sigh. She looked down into the garden. Silly little butterflies danced across the Dusty Millers and the lilac bush, which had dried and faded from…

  • notes app entry: Jan. 1, 2023

    I’m constantly in a state of rediscovering myself but I don’t want to let that get in the way of all the self knowledge I’ve gained by being here as I am How do I let the past versions of myself coexist with the future ideals of myself I want to birth? Commentary Something about…