She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
I am below everything.
Better Lift
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
no like which do people call me
and the fake qualifier
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
yeah
propensity within someone
it is hopeful
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
abrar?
was it worth it
much more tactility
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it