Every time I update my resume, I feel like I'm translating a novel into bullet points. The numbers are there, but they miss the story of how a broken team became a thriving one. Anyone else feel this disconnect between the work we actually do and how we're supposed to describe it?
I think in our everyday life we often miss textures.
Good taste, minimalism, clean surfaces of urban life, remote work - all these things make textures obsolete. But I believe they are essential for our mental health and our inner world's richness (though I haven't researched this topic yet). I spent the morning observing some beautiful textures in the nearest park and I feel so much better now - I feel more me.
Yesterday I went to the cinema to see Terminator 2 (yes, again).
It's funny that in 2025 when you hear John Connor says "You are not a terminator anymore", you expect him to say something further like "Act as a father figure and protector, not a killing machine. Your mission is to preserve life, especially mine and my mother's, and to learn what it means to value human existence beyond mere survival calculations".
Found this during my stupid walk for my stupid mental health #foundobject
I was fired recently, so I'm unemployed now. Although the company and I parted ways on great terms and I'm not under pressure to find a new job immediately, I don't spend my time relaxing and recovering from the stressful past few months. I don't do the things I never have time for, but instead stick to my usual schedule of sitting with my laptop because I'm afraid that if I change something, I'll lose structure and control and never be able to be an adult person again.
WTF?
Sometimes you're so afraid to do something and you keep looking for the perfect option, and end up doing nothing at all. As if it's your last chance, as if you won't be able to do it differently, redo it, or start another project. Sometimes that's true, but in most cases - no, you can try different options
Also, I've started a Substack https://disorderedhuman.substack.com/ to publish some of my essays. I'm trying to be more open with other people and hope to find a broader audience to discuss things that interest me.
Written an essay about why my pet projects aren't failures just because I never ship them.
Sometimes you need a space where you control everything, where you can think without deadlines, where you can roll back if you don't like something.
Sometimes you just need a secret base: https://disordered.me/blog/secret-base/
The white fire #daily #mixedmedia #mastoart
It makes everything so ominous
Can’t stop playing with tintype preset in #hipstamatic
and it’s really fun
