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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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
no longer writing in the third person
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
isaac
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
its performative
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
isaac newton
magnetisation/form
yeah
feel you
sorry i am texting like a slav
its good
so an active mazelike process
we want to live the knowledge too live the content