idk

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

have you read

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