Been playing with DATA for DAYS. Why? If I could somehow understand all these feelings. The rational mind wanting to play too. Give me some data to mess with. Its an endless dance of trying to hold onto wisps. Crush them. The act of holding on reshapes. Mental sculpture. Pounding data into forms. A mess. numbers on the floor kinda mess.
Here are the feelings ranked by how often 100 people felt them within the past 24 hours over nine months. Whew. Data Data Data. We were loving tired grateful anxious people. And I have the art to prove it!