Those who have followed me online probably already know how I’ve been feeling. I needed to write this for myself.
Those who have followed me online probably already know how I’ve been feeling. I needed to write this for myself.
For the first 8 years of my relationship with Kati, I was stubbornly anti-marriage. We spent years working on our relationship, and it hasn’t gone to waste.
Storytime: In third grade, I brought a knife to school with the intention to stab my bullies. (spoiler: no one was hurt)
I burned myself out in 2013. I was not fun to be around at times. I had anxiety attacks at least once per week. This year will be different.
As an artist and self-proclaimed peaceful freedom fighter, I cling to my first amendment rights, especially when it’s threatened.
Some sociology and relationship experts (whatever those are) assert that no one will ever experience the passion and excitement of their first relationship again, and that they should completely forget their first relationships. As much as this feels like common sense to me, I feel resistant to the notion.
What happened to us? We used to think for ourselves. We used to have a diverse array of beliefs and ideas. I always thought that partisanship was something that regular folks like me and you would ignore as stupid political bickering, but now everywhere I go I see Blue people and Red people.
I’m sad to say that I designed some of the evils of the internet. I think most designers have been forced to pay similar dues. I at least tried to make them look nice.
Being unemployed has its way of giving you tons of time to search your thoughts. Stagnation is slow death, so I begin to ponder my future.
The first game was so great because you could run around and figure stuff out on your own without being lead everywhere and shown how to do everything.