recently:

I just opened a new room in this webhouse, and it’s called a dark place. it will be where I collect all of my notes-to-self and travelogues from time spent in dark places — as a reminder that I go there pretty often, and come out each time — having gained some treasures from the abyss. the problem with dark places is that I think they will last forever; I think they will suffocate me. but each time I visit, it is an opportunity for me to become more intimate with the shadows in my own head. the abyss ends, eventually. the abyss lives always inside me.