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Tabitha

Tabitha here, behind the keyboard — Hi! Browse around like you would on a computer. I also go by Tabi (or tabby or 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚜), an artist, xenomorph, exploring open-source. Between writing, I enjoy [fun, noir] films while I design, code, and add context to this personal non-corporate website.

August 2026

September 2026

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imitation is the best flattery when it’s presented elementally
In the middle of assembling pizzas, I switched to nursing my phone as the countdown turned red with intent. Someone just bid higher… that was unexpected. But– ‘Is it worth another max bid?’ The euphoria of outbidding on eBay is unmatched.
I stopped to let you in.You entered.
Once again, in my mind between songs and longing. Your face blurs as the distance holds. 0171 ‘1000 words’ @Dazed “I’m sorry I didn’t reply; I was doing things.Nights asleep, I’ll try to dream of you.” Bb wake up, a new 100r dropped. A Shining Place Built Upon The Sand @HundredRabbits
recursive feelings
I’m hungry like a wolf, but that doesn’t make me a wolf. Things take time, and life takes time.
4 8 15 16 23 42 I now spend the better parts of my day commuting. The quiet of the morning and slowdown of the late evening are replaced by an urge to arrive. Feeling up in arms, in a steady pace forward, chasing time backwards. On one of these travels, I read this on a stone curving: “The only boundary to learning...
The silence of patience is deafening.
two things can be true at once. Sohodolls’ “Bang Bang Bang Bang” is playing
Do you know that when objects approach a black hole they appear to slow down? Without exception, when in contact, time dilates. We vanished at the event horizon when you said "I love you." I was speechless, it was real. Part of me hated that I forced it out of you. And for that, I am nonplussed —out of character...
hold me, my hand, a minute longer. Our distance stretches Earth's circumference frozen in time. source of anti-clock, Love nonsense
I broke the pattern. “I’m free” from the crippling repetitious cycle of lingering on the edge of completion. As if things being finished means it’s over. Suppose I’m at the right place at the right time. Or nowhere at all. Nowhere at all. “The Light” on Cate Le Bon & Group Listening’s Here It Comes Again...

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