Lilith grew up to the tune of the sirens, that wailing wind, but never got used to them. That was easily half the reason she left – she couldn’t take the idea of the already half-destroyed city being chipped away around her. Sometimes you leave what you love because seeing it decimated hurts your heart, your being. You would rather be without it than let it be without itself.
Tuesday, March 24, 2026
What it sounds like to work with Adam in the room
"The range doesn't cover the stability specification."
"They didn't even calculate the range. They just did it based on sample."
"When I try to put in the numbers ..."
Monday, March 9, 2026
Sunday, March 8, 2026
More truth
I'm scared to go home. I'm not ready for real life. An overnight isn't enough. Sometimes I think no amount of time would be.
Saturday, March 7, 2026
Santa Cruz
I took the train and bus down here, definitely still noticing my anxiety. Instead of succumbing to it, though, I'm just watching it, seeing where it goes, where it takes me, where it intersects with me. All this meditation shit I'm doing is not for nothing.
Photo taken at Emeryville Amtrak before I left.
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