I’m trying to cling onto feeling excited about being alive! To experience pop-up joy. I’m nudging my cart full of boulders back up the roller coaster track. I’m thinking about personal bubbles, the Sims, our caves. I’ve been collaborating on absurdist performances with my friends. I’ve been making forts to sit in, to look at, to snack on. I want interior distraction, associative brain crumbs, sublime unknowns. I want to remain a liquid.