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

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.

Better Lift

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.


so an active mazelike process


plato

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

isaac