Molly Simpson
@spagmolthinker, feeler, third-wheelercollecting dots here, connecting them there ￬spagmol.substack.com/
I can set myself free by creating a playful distance between myself and whatever identity I use as my interface with the world.
There is a small, aspirational gap between my inner self and my interface.Or rather, and this is the point: there was a gap. The gap has shrunk. I pla
There’s an idea in philosophy that certain things don’t exist until they get a name. Abstract things like justice, nostalgia, infinity, love, or sin.
They were telling me what things meant instead of showing me what they felt like.I needed a way to interrupt that habit.