barren land
Today I felt like starting
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i see a website
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.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
yes
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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