Silent Truths

Omg, you really just stopped scrolling to visit me.
That’s kind of brave, honestly. Welcome to the little Tiktok LED-lit corner of my brain where I dump things I probably should’ve just kept in my Notes app.

Some posts are deep dives with glasses-and-a-cracked-monocle energy. Most are just tiny thought gremlins I couldn’t let vanish into the void, so now they hang out here while I continue spiraling about them for months. You know, the kind of thoughts that start as a joke and end with you questioning your entire personality. Of course you do.

Think of this blog as part curiosity-brag, part Taxi Cab Confessional (RIP to a real one), and part philosophical clown car — the kind that’s been through it, paint peeling, confetti leaking out the back while I keep driving like everything’s fine. It’s where I get a little weird, overthink the patterns on this spinning rock we’re all clinging to for dear life, and convince myself it’s deep instead of mildly concerning.

So join me in the present moment of now.
No, I mean now.
No—
nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.com.

With fondness and mild concern,

Marilyn M.