chubsOS

As an emerging writer, I entered the world a bit naive to the abundance of opportunities that await.

For many writers, summer is the most magical of seasons!

Something I wrote on the socials on Substack, but bears weight here: the floor is palestine I know that the system(s) we live in are broken and built on white supremacy.

blogging seems pointless so i do it so much less now Over the last few years, I've slowly become more averse to posting my thoughts unprompted on the internet, for everyone to see.

I'm in Guatemala!

it's been a minute!

why am i doing this to myself So, for those who are unaware: I am currently in grad school part time, and I most likely will be dropping the program if I get into another program that feels more suited to my interests.

I admit: I've spent the last week and a half crashing out over the state of the world and my career.

One of the weirdest things I've encountered on my journey back to the indie web and web design is realizing that the field has surpassed your base knowledge, as I've contended with balancing and learning.

The last Monday of 2025, I asked my therapist why I was doomed to perpetuate these damaging cycles of relating.