There's something about winter. Silent, contemplative. I find myself staring out the window at the frozen flecks feathering the sullen sky.

An animated gif of snow falling around a pine tree.

Do you feel it, too?


I recently did a full repair of my Nintendo Switch. It's outer shell and digitizer had become worse for wear over the years, so I replaced both.
My partner is worrying a lot about how he's going to pay for housing once he's done here at our college, since he's likely to finish before I do. I hop to figure something out, but it's still a good number of months until such a thing should come into play, no? I hope he'll find something workable.

I'm attempting to continue as normal, but... I feel something in my gut. A sort of premonition of instability. Things are going to change, for better or for worse. Division is as a deep fissure diving deep into the core of our society, it can really make a person feel small. I can get through, though. That's the only way out, after all.