Hi, I’m Pseudo, current occupant of a standard human body residing on the stony outcropping called The Yoo Kay. Aging freakish millennial, recovering creepy shut-in, maker of assorted things, bemused font of neuroses and Grand Cayman’s weirdest export, seeking self betterment and positivity in the shadowy places man fears to tread.
There is no nameable theme here, as the title suggests it shall be whatever my mind feels like spewing, the gist should theoretically become clearer as time goes on.