Some notes

1. From a distance, a short distance, the mound looks archaic. I want to pray to it. I eat my lunch there and pray to god for an avocado.

2. The sun reflects off the dried gravel as I shield my eyes by looking at the floor. Woodchip and broken glass. Grass. The sea would be invisible if it weren’t for the land.

3. Across the coast I can see the line where the shade meets the sun. I watch it. I watch it waiting for it to bathe me in warmth.

I haven't written a blog post in a while.

Somethings I like on the internet.

I like that most of Dischord Record's back catalogue is now on Spotify.

I like that my friend Sarah Reid has a blog of her writing. I wish all my friends had blogs.

I like that I can listen to this song repeatedly.

I like DJ Berndt, inventor of the internet.

Also, I read this a while ago and remember thinking, Why haven't I gotten around to reading Oikos yet?