I don’t have time to write the long post I wanted to write today. I don’t have time for the thinkpiece, the longform, the shortform, the dwarfstar, the lodestar, the hot/cool/cold take, the milkshake, the shake ‘n’ bake. I feel, every moment, the past of living memory slipping over the horizon, disappearing into irrelevance, the things I cherished turning over and showing their mold, the things I know becoming unknown once more and pointless. It’s all just soil being turned over for new minds to cultivate, and that’s fine.
But tomorrow. Oh friends, I have a rant. I’d rant now but it’s late and I have several YouTube videos to watch before I go to bed. Good night!