We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

isaac

the site i am dreaming

Slug

wait what is that

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

what do you think my name is

that looks like my instagram account

much more tactility

...

It Will Get Lighter

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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 Write Goodbye Letter

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in a post. I want to be remembered

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

feel you

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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.

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

Rain, starting

send your tumblr

no like which do people call me

It Will Get Lighter

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

plato

i was tempted to lie about my name