I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

IWGD

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

plato

idk

propensity within someone

as in

currently

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

yeah

not their contents

autonomy of learning

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

I Write Goodbye Letter

much more tactility

or never left

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.