i'm often guarded with my emotions, but my past weeks have been marked by personal loss. 

succession ep 3 beautifully yet painfully captured the chaos of grief's first moments and its nonlinear, maddening nature over time.

nothing is certain except life, death, and human invention to deal with what lies between.

building farcaster | surfing @ venice, ca | eating @ gjusta / gjelina | “lucky me, lucky mud” 🤠

sorry for your loss 🤍

and yes that episode was a reminder not just about loss and grieving but also some relationships many of us witness/experience with domineering patriarchs in our lives

thank you 🤍 you used my favorite color heart!

and you’re so right, the acting laid bare the complexity of those relationships to a tee.