autumn notes 🍂: 2026
October And the trees are striped bare From all they wear What do I care? October And kingdoms rise And kingdoms fall But you go on And on...-U2 autumn's upon us once more, and I've admittedly been wayward, underground, distant, disconnected. I came back from my travels from a place that time didn't know even existed. a place that seemed fairly non-existent (for me). and as far as I can tell speaking purely for myself here, being in places that seems so absurd + ridiculous all at once was becoming an artform. feeling like Reacher in Margrave, GA. a fictious non-existent town to begin with made for the series. I was in Athens, GA. and I have to say my domestic traveling resume has been growing. for such a long ass time Chicago was my world. and it's so utterly strange how we Chicagoans are/were hopelessly innured by the lie of a perfect home in a overpopulated mecca of random strangers so distant, disconnected, and devoid of attachment they trained themselves in bein...
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