Welcome to dreampepper

Dreampepper: Noun. Verb. The Spice of Imagination.

I pulled an all-nighter to make this site. The night is behind me, the sun is well past creeping in to being properly up, golden and bright, and the world is settling into motion while I’m still at the screen, alone but for the faint traces of the house guest that left groggily to catch their early-morning flight over an hour ago. My thoughts are clear, slightly wired, tracing edges and fragments: what this blog will be, what it will hold, what it will leave behind.

This blog is a beginning, though beginnings are slippery. It will carry me, and me alone, and maybe fragments of you, if you wander in. I am writing in the space between, between yesterday and today, between wanting it done and wanting it undone, and the all-nighter stretches itself inside my spine like an electric city only sleep can touch.

It is late, so late that I am early. It is tomorrow already. So while I am late, I am also, strangely, on time for my self-imposed deadline. And it is enough.