is everyoneback on tumblr now
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
lol yea
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
fw
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
autonomy of learning