hiding from the rain
i want to do that too
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
like first name
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
thank you
is this you as well
what do you think my name is
yeah
no like which do people call me
ion
bro i read nothing in my life
what do you mean
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 understand
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.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.