This is the first thing I’m writing on my blog. Honestly, I never saw myself as someone who would have one of these. But I’ve found this desire to write more. I think it is my love of minimalism, black and white. Something about it points directly to literature.
I like the blog being hosted on WordPress because it feels lost. It sits in this liminal space on the internet, silently screaming into the void. I’ve always been listened to. Weird thing to say, but since I can remember, I had this kind of voice that can have adjacent groups of strangers stop talking to one another to listen to what I’m saying, even when I’m not talking to them. Or very loudly for that fact.

I like this method, as I still feel I am publishing. It’s just into nothing. The void. No views. No likes. No shares. No internal algorithms. No care for search engine optimization. The freedom of simplicity. This is what minimalism has felt to me lately. Living in the void.
And the void is comfortable.
02/11/2026 at 6:34 pm
