i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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I am below everything.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.