Musings
Eighteenth of June
I was just thinking how bizarre it is that a year has passed. It’s such a banal measurement. A year. What does a year mean outside of science, geography, space? Why...
Eighteenth of June
I was just thinking how bizarre it is that a year has passed. It’s such a banal measurement. A year. What does a year mean outside of science, geography, space? Why...
Eleventh of June
It’s a warm night - warm enough that I don’t need a jumper - and the evening sky is darkening beyond the train station. It’s still light in the east, filled...
Eleventh of June
It’s a warm night - warm enough that I don’t need a jumper - and the evening sky is darkening beyond the train station. It’s still light in the east, filled...