Beginnings

I’ve never been good at introductions.

I think in fragments.

I question everything (including the questioning). And I live, perpetually, in the metaxy — the in-between.

This space is not a blog.

Not quite. It’s closer to a commonplace book, or a garden… Things planted at different times, growing at different speeds, not everything blooming at once.

You’ll find equations here.

And philosophy. Research logs written at 2am.

Travel notes from cities that felt like they already knew me.

Thoughts on ink, on Go stones on a board, on the shape of paper folded into something unexpected.

No schedule.

No algorithm to please. Just the honest accumulation of a mind that can’t quite stop noticing things.

I do not like wasted words. But, here I will scatter them freely.

This is fragments, skepsis and metaxy!