Hi,
I’m Vane, the Accidental Narrator.
This is my journal—or at least the closest thing you’ll ever get to it—since I edit profusely and cut off most of my darlings.
What should you expect? A non-stop internal monologue with occasional glimpses of wisdom.
Weekly musings from a twenty-something-year-old woman navigating life in the twenty-first century.
Essays on the cultural zeitgeist that often read like entries in a journal since that’s how they started.
Somewhat over-the-top curated lists of what I’ve read, watched and listened to.
Ask and I’ll humbly offer advice I am not qualified to give.
I also like to blur the line between platonic and parasocial through conversations with friends or interesting people you’ll want to eavesdrop on.
A community of chronically online humans. The ones curating hyperspecific playlists, gifting books for every celebration, and having quasi-firm thoughts about absolutely everything.
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p.s
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