you have a beautiful account btw

I Write Goodbye Letter

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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


a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

send link

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

It Will Get Lighter

...

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.