It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

so the method has to be autonomous

much more tactility

i was tempted to lie about my name

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

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