I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
i was tempted to lie about my name
like magnets
whats your name?
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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.
not their contents
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
or never left