Josh, I saw you reply to one of my comments on another thread, and gave this a read. No one writes like they’re curating a museum of nostalgia and desire quite like you do. It’s raw, it’s tender, and it’s unapologetic and honest in a way most people are too scared to be.
Oh my god this article was like a beautifully, elaborately dressed, silken-gloved slap to the literary face, in the best way possible. Thank you for writing this holy SHIT! My brain= blown
Josh, I hear you in what you're saying. It’s a mix of nostalgia, the urgency of your generation’s struggle, and the complicated desire to hold onto something tangible—something that makes sense in a world that doesn’t always make it easy. Your reflection on Eyesore isn’t just about the music, it’s about capturing the rawness of a moment, of this generation caught between wanting something real and feeling like time keeps moving past.
The photographs—those 35mm shots you took of the people you loved—there’s a depth there. The simple act of caring for those you love, even down to telling them to take care of their neck, speaks to a tenderness that's often overlooked in a world that rushes too quickly.
Slowing down, shimmering at half-time, trying to stretch out a moment, is something I deeply resonate with. There’s something powerful in wanting to stretch the time between your fingers, holding onto the pieces of life that matter, that you don’t want to forget. It’s clear that these moments, these simple acts of connection, are what anchor you.
I also get what you’re saying about the lawyer and the dog—how we sometimes have to exist in a world that demands protection, even as we stay true to our core. It’s a kind of survival, yet also a way of maintaining what’s real in the face of a society that often feels detached from that truth.
Your writing feels like an invitation to sit with that tension: between the beauty of connection and the struggle against forces that try to shape it. It’s about holding space for what matters most, and knowing that, despite everything else, those moments are what make us whole.
Thank you for the share Josh!! I really enjoyed my read!! Your style is definitely unique! And i enjoy the candor in your writing!! I'm looking forward to reading more of your work in the coming days!! This qoute particularly made me chuckle so real
"Since the first edition of “JOSH’S WORLD” I got a lawyer and a dog in case anyone tries to sue me"
Love it!! I'm not entirely sure if your joking or not but seriously funny as heck either way!! 🤣😂🤣
Josh, I saw you reply to one of my comments on another thread, and gave this a read. No one writes like they’re curating a museum of nostalgia and desire quite like you do. It’s raw, it’s tender, and it’s unapologetic and honest in a way most people are too scared to be.
🫶🏿thank you for reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️ such a beautiful beautiful comment
I shredded all my photos and used them to stuff an ottoman pouf. 😉 🫶
who are you and how can i learn as much as possible from you
Hahaha. Become a middle aged artist and poet with no more fucks to give? lol.
WOW . wow wow wow wow wow
This is beautiful and nostalgia-inducing, thank you for sharing!!
Oh my god this article was like a beautifully, elaborately dressed, silken-gloved slap to the literary face, in the best way possible. Thank you for writing this holy SHIT! My brain= blown
Josh, I hear you in what you're saying. It’s a mix of nostalgia, the urgency of your generation’s struggle, and the complicated desire to hold onto something tangible—something that makes sense in a world that doesn’t always make it easy. Your reflection on Eyesore isn’t just about the music, it’s about capturing the rawness of a moment, of this generation caught between wanting something real and feeling like time keeps moving past.
The photographs—those 35mm shots you took of the people you loved—there’s a depth there. The simple act of caring for those you love, even down to telling them to take care of their neck, speaks to a tenderness that's often overlooked in a world that rushes too quickly.
Slowing down, shimmering at half-time, trying to stretch out a moment, is something I deeply resonate with. There’s something powerful in wanting to stretch the time between your fingers, holding onto the pieces of life that matter, that you don’t want to forget. It’s clear that these moments, these simple acts of connection, are what anchor you.
I also get what you’re saying about the lawyer and the dog—how we sometimes have to exist in a world that demands protection, even as we stay true to our core. It’s a kind of survival, yet also a way of maintaining what’s real in the face of a society that often feels detached from that truth.
Your writing feels like an invitation to sit with that tension: between the beauty of connection and the struggle against forces that try to shape it. It’s about holding space for what matters most, and knowing that, despite everything else, those moments are what make us whole.
love love love
xoxoxoxoxoxozox
thank you
Holy fuck dude, I loved this. Subbed!!
That was beautiful. Seriously.
Yay Josh I love this actually I own 2.5 acres in the middle of nowhere 30 minutes outside of Austin and a double wide that sits proudly on the hill
Damn this sounded like a rap song to me! So well written.
I loveeeee this
woooo loved this!
Thank you for the share Josh!! I really enjoyed my read!! Your style is definitely unique! And i enjoy the candor in your writing!! I'm looking forward to reading more of your work in the coming days!! This qoute particularly made me chuckle so real
"Since the first edition of “JOSH’S WORLD” I got a lawyer and a dog in case anyone tries to sue me"
Love it!! I'm not entirely sure if your joking or not but seriously funny as heck either way!! 🤣😂🤣
I would never forget to put lotion on my neck. And I was thinking of suing but I guess not now with the whole lawyer situation
looking forward to reading more from you!
Read the latest one from me & let’s connect https://1minuteproductivity.substack.com/p/behavior-as-a-cost-function-a-gradient?r=3alkxa