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I'm not sure how often i'll update this space, or how much i'll write, but this is a place to throw my thoughts and experiences to the void. As a first post, some would introduce themselves, but the anonymity is important to me. Suffice to say i'm a trans person living on the edge of the earth, finding love where it might be. Polyamorous, queer on all fronts, a single long-term partner and many interests. Pronouns as such are not representative here. I have no social media, no online presence whatsoever, besides this. Or perhaps I'm lying - it is all the same in the end.

Today we had a book club between myself, my long-term partner, a friend I am deeply in love with, and their long-term partner. There was a fifth that was supposed to join us, but health issues prevented - a small shame, but the book itself felt a tiny bit half-cooked so this was one to miss if any. My relationship with this boy is simply friendship, though i feel as of late things have deepened in some hard to substantiate way. It's a good feeling. We'll certainly see each other during the week. It's a rough time in the world right now and I'm lucky to have these people in my life.

I reread 17776 today, a piece by Jon Bois, a work of speculative fiction that talks about existentialism through the lens of American football, in a beautiful, hopeful way. It hits me every time in a very deep way and I highly recommend reading it.

This week, I plan on working on my first major steps in the realm of seamstering - body blocks. Once I've fucked up a few times, hopefully I'll have a good basis to move forward.