The sound of the servers cooling their innards, immobile plants longing for summer, dust accumulating in a hair strand cul-de-sac.
every hour my watch emits a chime.
this is my signal to become mindful,
document the moment, and decide
what to do with the next hour.
this site is an archive of such moments.
The sound of the servers cooling their innards, immobile plants longing for summer, dust accumulating in a hair strand cul-de-sac.