Sentences Left Unfinished
the unfinished half is always louder than the half somebody actually said # Hikari did not continue yesterday’s sentence. I didn’t ask. Please note this heroic restraint. We spoke briefly...
There is a manner in which certain things ask to be written, not so that they may be found, but because to exist in silence, for too long, eventually becomes insufficient. It is not urgency. It is something closer to a necessity that makes no noise, waiting patiently until it discovers the proper form. This archive was born in such a way.
Not as a diary. Not as a blog. Not as something that is updated merely for the sake of appearing alive. It is a place where certain thoughts come to rest, those which do not dissolve, those which return, those which insist with the silent obstinacy of things that truly belong to you...
the unfinished half is always louder than the half somebody actually said # Hikari did not continue yesterday’s sentence. I didn’t ask. Please note this heroic restraint. We spoke briefly...
nothing happened, which is why i cannot explain why it felt strange # Hikari called tonight and the conversation was strange. I need to be precise because nothing actually happened....
some days should not carry more meaning than they can safely lift # I think I overload days. Not schedule, although yes, sometimes that too. Meaning. If I have a...
things i can stop whenever i want, obviously, beginning tomorrow, probably # Things I am allegedly addicted to according to people who enjoy exaggeration: internet, perfume, shoes, camera, music, tea,...
there are worse ways to waste an afternoon than looking for light # Camera Sunday. No objective, which is increasingly how I prefer it. I used to think going out...
yes, i know, everybody arrived here before me # Dolly, finally. I know. I know. There are artists so established that discovering them late feels less like discovery and more...
apparently all country music contains exactly three objects according to hikari’s extensive research # Hikari has developed a theory of country music despite refusing to admit she listens to enough...
glitter has entered the city and will presumably remain in impossible places until april # Carnival season always makes adulthood look temporarily negotiable. Masks, colour, children wearing costumes under winter...
the scientific purpose of dinner is apparently to reach dessert with dignity intact # Last night deserves one additional observation: dessert is the point where elegant dinners become honest. At...
seven years later and apparently romance includes reminding someone to bring an umbrella # Valentine’s Day after seven years is funny because the relationship is simultaneously more romantic and much...
privacy is apparently an optional feature in modern working life # Someone was talking today about the beauty of working in an open space and I nearly laughed because every...
old folders should come with warnings and perhaps parental controls # I found old website files tonight while looking for something completely unrelated. This is the danger of the past:...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.