currently
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Lift Analysis
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything