it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
kind of mythopoesis
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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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.
as in
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
so at the end
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
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.