okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

what do you mean

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

feel you

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Slug

not so on: yvf(wthw)

fw

yeah

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

no i haven't really read anything

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

all that is to say

plato

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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.

It Will Get Lighter

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so at the end