YouTube’s algorithm started feeding me interviews of this author, brilliant…fucking brilliant and fearless and peculiar and a gift to us all. He spoke of provocation and inciting response, all the shit you’re taught not to speak of.. all the shit I was taught to not speak about.
No one knows that I do this, that I come here to type. It’s not really important, the important part is that I think. No one knows how much I think, sometimes it feels good just to put it somewhere.
Even stories about shits, zero stakes or need to be anything.
dawn 