Now again I am here to tell you I am on another train . Feels a little like the Bernie sanders meme, but trains feel a lot different than cars. Feels a lot different I think because you have the space to think. I guess not all the time you...

It’s nice seeing what other people make. 

Or rather reading it here. I was trying to think of what sort of physical place adagia would be. I am not sure. Kind of like a writing club but one you could visit all the time, maybe a studio space? Where you...

On the train again. Just can wait to be on the train again, life I love is moving quickly on the tracks. Just can't wait to be on the train again. Today was a strange day, that I spend on weird modes of transport. First a bike, thats not that...

I am up late today, which means I get to write and maybe be the first, but I was also the last, of the night before. At least where I live, and in Adagia world. 

Recently I have been on the Kendrick train. Listening to the new album. Less of...

How many steps would it take me to make a path through an empty field
it reminds me of those big candies with each lick
you reveal a layer
Or like a candle who shrinks as the fire burns through the night
Right now it looks the same as when I started.
The grass hasn't...

Runners high. Although lately I mix in some walks here and there. Maybe when I was younger I would just run, I also could just run now, but I enjoy the walking part of the run. I feel like it allows me to stop and look at my thoughts that...

Apparently people from looking at light in space can see when the universe started
She told me that wrinkles can tell a story of who you were.
I wasn’t sure but I do notice mine in the mirror more. And grey hair and changes I didn’t ask for. 
Maybe it’s my subscriptions...

There’s been a change lately in the weather here and it’s nice. Very sunny, and smells like spring. My writing here has slowed due to thesis, but also still writing a lot. Almost to 100 day streak! So must keep it up. I am trying to finish one chapter at...

There is a space between people. No matter how tightly someone’s hand is held or big the hug. There is still space between.

 Sometimes I thought that in space because there’s no air you could get closer. But still there are suits. Maybe you could hug for a short time, but...

Maybe I’ll get back to that

But right now there’s a soft light through the window
A street lamp I think it just got fixed
And a blue light I’m writing through or merely scrolling and then recording 
Scrolling and then recording 
Thumb injuries and back pain 

There’s something you wanted to say
But...