Better Lift

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It Will Get Lighter

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.


Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

no longer writing in the third person

lol