Thoughts

Treadmills

5/7/26

Imagine explaining a treadmill to a medieval peasant. A running/exercise simulation. I'd imagine they'd ask why don't you just run? Is space not free in the future to run around in? And I would probably ponder that for a bit and answer that space is free to an extent

Chia Seeds

4/8/26

Bubbly, gelatinous, boba-like, visocose, gooey, vaguely gross, like tadpoles but with a crunch in the center. She made a bowl of chia seeds, a little treat, with hope, effort, and a touch of desparation. It was a bid for love, for acceptance, for recognition, for validation. There was so much in that bowl. Gooey, slimy, not sticky. "Watch it grow!" It makes me sad but maybe it shouldn't. We all have our own bowls of chia seeds that we offer up.

Forever Chemicals

3/31/26

The idea of forever chemicals is interesting to me ... they say nothing is forever, yet here is are these manmade molecules, insidious and seeping through your soft tissue to live forever with you through your experiences. Will my forever chemicals see me get married? Having children? Achieving my dreams? Will they be there with me through my whole life, until i'm an old lady, even on my deathbed? Ironically, they would probably take me out earlier than my natural life span, becuase they are forever.

I cradle my identity

2/24/26

I cradle my identity close to me, like a child with their favorite plushy. Or maybe more like a dog with a bone. Sometimes I grip onto it, knuckles white, daring anyone who wants to pry it away from me. Sometimes I toss it towards the wall and make some space between us. It doesn't matter so much, does it? Isn't it the root of all evil? Who needs one anyways? More people should be detached from their identity. But then I think of the comfort it could bring me. Should've brought me, would've brought me. If only I had one