1 week ago·I was biking through canyons, trying to find someone I had been separated from. It seemed like whichever way I went I somehow ended up back where I’d started. At some point I found a valley full of re...

January 17, 2024·A dream from many years ago written in short story form: 85,000 days to 85,000 years  She woke from her nap, the yellow of her bright uniform greeting her gaze, her face gently resting on her ...