I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Today I felt like starting

13, H, grate

i dont understand magnetisation

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

like magnets

we need to be deconstructing our identities

barren land

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

feel you

not their contents

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

its good short few pages

its performative

i love it here

isaac

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

i want to do that too

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

was it worth it

i was tempted to lie about my name

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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