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.

sorry i am texting like a slav

hello reader,

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

the site i am dreaming

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

this will be about a slug

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

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

It Will Get Lighter

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

It Will Get Lighter

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.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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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 yea

wait what is that

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

isaac newton

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

which magnetises chains of pins

autonomy of learning