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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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At times it feels like I’ve lived entire lifetimes. I haven’t decently coded anything from scratch (html, css, js, etc.) in years; Something I did every day professionally from sun up to down, day in and out. If you want to get my sense of humor and see mediocre skills… here’s got junk?—a collection of what I find...
Study, Memorize, Internalize
I went through a theatrical spin cycle.. .com/letter/956083 Anonymity has been on my mind. I went on a late-night walk, last night at 22:00 and it felt good, dark but comforting. The park has an eerie feeling when no one is around. I kept thinking about a friend who loves night runs because it motivates her not to...
I am inclined to think, twice, more than once. I know how it starts, so I nip it in the bud. Lost, in a sea of words. After depressing, as a way to rob time away for myself.. I feel better. Now, in the silence of my own company. Am I to return to what was before? The company I kept. Expectations have differ, my...
it was first thing Monday, how did I come to say-- now, family? familial. meaning, I can't! the season ends and this starts again. we've been here more than once — "I miss you." one too many times than I can count on reflections on myself on this on us on
I must be forgetting something. I have this feeling I can't shake. No, it's not that, I know about that - I've been putting it off. Could that be it?! There is a sickening as everyone is scrambling. The lunar-solar eclipse is the talk of the town. This town? A down. A gift received: vinyl with a card The occasion...
I wonder what it would take for things to fall into place. Would I recognize when it has happened? Or would the place-- I am in life completely differ from the place I was when the wonder arose. Does destiny and place intertwine? And will I be okay, and in place to receive and accept the nurture in place. Missing...
the sadness is undeniableit fills my veins and crowds my mind

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