All in Personal
Between this and “weird stuff my Google News algorithm has decided I like (and maybe it’s right),” I’m hoping I can piece together a consistent throughline out of my fractured ADHD nonsense. And possibly develop some ideas worth exploring on the nature of The Algorithm.
The autumn air, the cemetery, my mood, a thousand tiny factors have combined with this song to create a feeling of soaring, defiant joy in my own being. I always want to take on the world, but for the duration of the song, I feel like I could.