There’s an organizational problem to solve in my fridge before my produce delivery today and when I tried to attack it my brain was flooded by incapacity and a kind of psychic claustrophobia.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.