After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
hiding from the rain
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
division of reality is straying away from it
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
or never left
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
lol