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.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i want to do that too
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
Today I felt like starting
isaac newton
Thank you, Jack
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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
autonomy of learning
as in
in a post. I want to be remembered
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
hiding from the rain
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
Better Lift
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
fw
abrar?