a furl in the dirt

welcome

dithered illustration of house with woman in front

Your house is your larger body.

It grows in the sun and sleeps in the stillness of the night; and it is not dreamless. Does not your house dream? and dreaming, leave the city for a grove or hill-top?

— excerpt from 'On Houses', Kahlil Gibran

now ✦ updated 6.29.2026

  • status: slightly less melting
  • listening: storm ii, gener8ion ft. yung lean
  • watching: would I lie to you?
  • playing: peak & livly island
  • making: this site!

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