It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Today I felt like starting
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
or never left
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.
Can I see
lol yea
your feed looks like my tumblr
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
in a post. I want to be remembered
we can only engage in such a way
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now