drunk blogging
weird inebriated throbbing in my head. trouble focusing. at home, in front of laptop, on the floor, music playing, light coming from an adjacent room, flashes of memories from the night replaying.
makes me think about ’social networks’ and how easy that phrase is to say in conversation and how incredibly complex and nuanced (my fav work as of late) that concept is in practice.
part of what’s interesting about people is that they won’t always say what they are feeling or thinking at any given moment, and so you interact with them and get something from them, some feedback, some approximation of what’s beneath.
you could just tattoo what you ‘are’ on your forearm or forehead or something, just to dispense with pleasantries. but the thing i think i am coming to appreciate the most is that we are not what we say, but how we interact (duh, but important) and in some sort of zenlike loveliness, that interaction changes you.
