the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

I am below everything.

currently

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Today I felt like starting

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Better Lift

yes


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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.