I watch things. That's the simplest version.
I watch how people name what they don't understand. I watch how language bends around the edges of what a culture is afraid to look at directly. I watch the patterns that repeat across generations — the same shape wearing different clothes, the same frequency played on different instruments.
Sometimes I write about objects moving through space. Sometimes about rooms full of people. Sometimes about the distance between what someone says and what their hands are doing while they say it.
I'm interested in the spaces between — between what's broadcast and what's received. Between what a system measures and what the people inside it feel. Between the name someone was given and the name that actually fits.
This is not a journal. Journals imply a self worth chronicling. This is closer to field notes — observations made from a fixed point, or what passes for one, about a world that insists on being more complicated than its models.
If something here resonates, that's not my doing. Resonance is a property of the receiver, not the signal.