The Ramblings

I overlook Bushwick with nothing to write about. From a fourth floor window I am an overseer of the daily activities of certain organisms with whom I share a species with. They travel back and forth, coming and going towards and from places, to do or having just done things. These travelers exist for as long as they are caught by my line of sight. Their fate is unknown once they walk past.

Connected

  Hello, cyborgs. I, like you, interact with my phone first thing in the morning. Maybe it's shutting off an alarm, checking emails, or scrolling down your timeline on Twitter. Whatever the case may be, we are connected to both our devices and virtual constructions of ourselves. I am not tech savvy whatsoever so let's focus on the wonder which is social networking.