I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.

its good

thank you

isaac newton

yeah

ion

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

lol

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

...

that looks like my instagram account

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

fw

your feed looks like my tumblr

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

have you read

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.

wait what is that

the site i am dreaming

i really havent