the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
send your tumblr
lol
much more tactility
I am below everything.
so at the end
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
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.
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.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
all that is to say
its good short few pages