Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

lol yea

and the fake qualifier

what do you mean

It Will Get Lighter

no like which do people call me

Slug

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

plato

idk

i have read not even 1 book

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

yeah

have you read

what do you think my name is

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

part of an old note. It will get lighter.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

its good

yeah

sorry i am texting like a slav

your feed looks like my tumblr

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

fw

much more tactility