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.
you have a beautiful account btw
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
which magnetises chains of pins
lol
lol yea
send your tumblr
much more tactility
all that is to say
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
fw
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
is this you as well
isaac newton
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."