Category: White Noise
The hum I live inside. Media is usually how I feel without fully feeling. Films, series, music, books… they blur into a constant noise I wrap myself in. This is where I write about what flickers through that static, what cuts through the fog and what stays.
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a short Disco Elysium reflection
READ MORE: a short Disco Elysium reflectionI’d been thinking about writing something about Disco Elysium for a while. Finding out my therapist knew the game intensified how I experienced it. It made the game’s weight feel more real. More seen, even. The game spoke in a language I recognized instantly. I didn’t have to learn it…