May 18th, 2025 (10:17 PM)

Hello SpaceHey (or Whoever),

Today, I've committed hours customizing, drafting, and cycling through appearances, themes, and layouts for my profile here. Personally, I find it ironic, just a little, given that this (SpaceHey) strikes me as a "Be Yourself!" website, for self-expression without the external pressure of looking, presenting, acting, or being a certain way for others. I guess it's one of those things, comparable to a barren house. Even with the bare minimum, I wouldn't want to live in an empty sphere—no spirit, sentiment—nothing to prove it was, in fact my own. However, at the time of writing this, my SpaceHey is so not cooking... still (˙◠˙). I've never not been tech savvy, but coding is simply another breed, of course, with respect to the fact that coding here is probably what 1st or 2nd graders are doing for leisure. YIKES. My search history has been flooded with amalgamations of "How to change [...] SpaceHey" or some other inquiries, all saying: I really don't know what I'm doing. Which, frankly, wouldn't be a new thing for me—being clueless. While I don't think I always am, I've been a bit humbled, so to speak, leaving me with the revelation that I might not always know. Know what? The specifics escape me. But it's safe to say that ego in relation to one's life will always yield an interesting result. 

It's late; nearly an hour has passed—to the fault of mine for getting sidetracked. I have school tomorrow and final exams for my classes. I'd love to write to completion—until my thoughts have drained and the inner voice subsides, but I ought to do myself a favor, just one, and get some sleep tonight. Thank you for reading <3

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ~Koi