Still..
my paper is STILLL a thorny devil
and more

there is a solstice festival of lights starting at 6pm here.and guess what.
I am still STILL writing.
and i dont even like it.
and some where between 'getting it done' is the fact that Im writing about real people, and that I bet I'm making large generalizations and perpetuating colonization.

it would be funny if that was a joke, but when 'not thinking about it' means falling to the broad spectrum of dominant discourse, and what you're writing about sits outside that,
what if
now I'm tired
and ...
and will have to soon be humbled by my own unintentional generalizations and erasure of difference.
precious idenity
precious subject

ahhh.