Media Habits
Wednesday. When I type that word I think of fifth grade, of the yellow lined paper I used to practice spelling it on in loopy cursive, Wed-nes-day. I still say it that way in my head when I write it out. Funny how certain things stick and others evaporate in a second. Just as I [...]
Supercapacity
In the back of my mind it registers that my stomach is hurting. It feels a little like listening to muzak, something invasive but distant, not quite distracting enough to justify attention, but enough pervasive enough to give me a vague sensation of angst. Everything is not as peachy as it could be maybe. So [...]

