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.

i see a website

hiding from the rain

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

ahnaf abrar

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

you cannot feed someone truth

fw

magnetisation/form

autonomy of learning

i have read not even 1 book

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

yeah

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

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

your feed looks like my tumblr

send your tumblr

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.

barren land

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.