and the hard problem of consciousness I remember realizing the hard problem of consciousness at around 6 years old. I was playing with Barbies beside the bookshelf my grandfather built me and It just struck me, all at once, that everybody had their own mind and that that made a lot of minds in the whole entire world. It was one of those ideas that scared me so much as a child that I sort of walked back from it, in my own mind. I think perhaps, this mutual obsession is one of

Some #hotliteratihomework from Bri <3 Part 1: The Before I always say that I didn’t get “hot” until this year. My friends disagree, but it’s hard to tell if your friends say you’re beautiful because they want you to feel good or because you really are beautiful to them. This outfit, which would absolutely horrify all of my family members, is what I wore to bring in 2026 in Cleveland. It was the first time I’ve ever felt really, truly hot. The combination of growing up black