ctrl. del

I have stepped foot on the hamster wheel, constantly running, keeping things in motion—the act of creation and destruction. In my case, my online persona.

Just now, I discovered this blogging site, on my umpteenth attempt to write some sorry excuse of a blog which I will be deleting once again, just like the others I have written and deleted on my Substack, as I went through various rebrands and for what? Recognition? Engagement?

How is that even possible with the constant rebranding of one's self, your online existence muddled over the different changes, aliases after aliases, blog names after blog names.

"Hello, welcome to trashwrites." ""Oh I'm sweetgirl2938, this is my blog."

And the funniest thing is, no one reads it. Maybe that's it. Maybe I relish on the idea nobody sees me. Today, I'm writing this weirdly structured note, tomorrow, I'm an empty profile ready for another rebrand.

It's a toxic cycle.

But at least I'm in control and I don't want to stop.