May 3rd, 2025

It’s 4:44am. I should be asleep, that would be normal, but instead I am up and pounding away at the keyboard. Each thing I create must align perfectly and correctly with the things around it. The writing must be cohesive from the start. The painting must be visceral, but the details immaculate. The website needs to look like a professional did it.

It’s 4:45am. Not a thing I do turns out perfect. I wish it did, but there are chains attached to seeking perfection that I continue to prefer freedom from. So I write a clumsy paragraph or two. I paint a lopsided deer. The website… is okay.

This is just filler blog content until I get the website moving, officially. But why not sprinkle some reality in the filler? Who will see it? Will it matter? It’s not perfect, and it will never be. Nor does it need to be.