This webcam is wonderfully bad. I don’t want to be a high resolution person on video calls, because that just feels misleading and inaccurate. And I particularly love how terrible this thing is in low light. A sense of vague definition can be part of a definition itself. I kind of like that. I would prefer to be vague. I feel vague.
I’m also including this because I want to take a moment to stare back out of this weird little on-again off-again project. Which I’m mostly staring into, alone. It’s nice to keep myself company. And I still feel sad after hitting a raccoon with my car driving home too late at night. Maybe doing stupid shit like this will help me feel better with less emotional effort than questioning the choices that led to roadkill.