autonomy of learning
much more tactility
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
the site i am dreaming
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
...
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
hello reader,
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
idk
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
your feed looks like my tumblr
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models