Goo of consciousness
Jul 1st, 2026
It’s so fucking hot.
As I’m writing this, I have a couple of deadlines for writing projects that are approaching at the speed of panic. My plan was to come to town today, grab lunch and sit down and write.
But it’s so hot my thoughts melt before they have time to properly form, interact and merge to create new ones.
It's all just goo of consciousness today.
If something above resonated with you, let's start a discussion about it! Email me at juhamattisantala@gmail.com and share your thoughts. This year, I want to have more deeper discussions with people from around the world and I'd love if you'd be part of that.