2008 in numbers
numbers pretending they can summarise a year. cute. # 2008 in numbers. Age: 23 becoming 24. Yuri and Alice: six years becoming seven. Hikari and Marico: six. Erick and Mark:...
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...
numbers pretending they can summarise a year. cute. # 2008 in numbers. Age: 23 becoming 24. Yuri and Alice: six years becoming seven. Hikari and Marico: six. Erick and Mark:...
the year country invaded without evicting anybody # 2008 in songs. The obvious story is country, but saying «I discovered country» is too simple. I discovered a route through it....
one year, several thousand files, absolutely no sane folder structure # 2008 in photographs. This is the first year where the second half is visually transformed by the Olympus. Before...
body + blanket + sofa = experimentally verified equilibrium # Thermodynamics applied to the sofa. I am not moving. Christmas has converted my body into a heat storage experiment. Blanket,...
food, paper, family, perfume, phone calls, too much everything. correct. # Merry Christmas. I am full enough to become furniture. Presents good, including Dad pretending he did not care about...
quiet enough to hear wrapping paper from another room # Christmas Eve. «Silent» is generous because family homes produce noises even when everyone is trying to be peaceful. Paper. Doors....
apparently nashville has entered christmas too. there is no escape now. # Christmas playlist, mostly country, because of course this is how 2008 ends. Old standards sung by voices I’ve...
slowly. nobody expect beach weather by thursday. # From tomorrow the light returns. Technically the change is tiny and sunrise and sunset times don’t move symmetrically around the solstice because...
longest night sounds romantic until you remember monday morning still exists # The longest night. Not literally longest by every possible technical definition because time zones, exact solstice timing and...
winter arrives with cold fingers and unreasonable expectations about christmas # Winter. Almost solstice, officially tomorrow, but today feels winter enough. Cold outside, warm shops, everybody carrying packages, darkness arriving...
have idea, test idea, discover idea was stupid, improve. excellent system for ego control. # Scientific method, or why «I think» should never automatically become «therefore true». Observation, hypothesis, testing,...
after the year everything broke, a list of stubborn functioning # Things that work anyway: alarm clock, unfortunately. Tea. Friendship. My Olympus despite being treated like a newborn child. Mom’s...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.