Musing

‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all?

Contemporary events are the hooks on which I hang ancient feelings. Contemporary feelings are echoes, repetitions, of ancient feelings, attached to current hooks.

I hate iPhones – an Android user’s lament.

AI image generation is getting better – but it doesn’t matter that much to me. The quality isn’t the point – the process it.

A fragment on secrecy and shame.

I suddenly understand why some women enjoy face-fucking.

I feel alive.

How I got my name, and why it’s sexier abbreviated.

And the winner is….

Turns out, there’s a term for me – not a top, not a bottom, but a side – as I prefer not intercourse, but outercourse.