Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

"Put a blanket."

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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Can I see

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

hiding from the rain

It Will Get Lighter

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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Pimlico Rats

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 got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Lift Analysis

really i want the internet

Thank you, Jack

not so on: yvf(wthw)