Y. suggested I start a blog, and since today offers nothing but opaque german articles and watery coffee, I thought 'why not.'
I don't know how this will all turn out. Although I suppose it will take on a life of its own, the reason I'm doing this now is to have a place to toss the ideas I usually encase in a post-it, and which then rot on the wall in my room. Strangers don't usually wander around my room, which makes the chance of feedback pretty slim.
Coffee, when drunk, decides to leave after a while. Lesson #1 is that even at the margins, humanity functions under biological imperatives.
I don't know how this will all turn out. Although I suppose it will take on a life of its own, the reason I'm doing this now is to have a place to toss the ideas I usually encase in a post-it, and which then rot on the wall in my room. Strangers don't usually wander around my room, which makes the chance of feedback pretty slim.
Coffee, when drunk, decides to leave after a while. Lesson #1 is that even at the margins, humanity functions under biological imperatives.
1 comment:
I will come visit you, all this you wrote makes me feel very sad. Especially about the drunk coffee. We can be best friends, share halves of sandwiches and all that. You don't need this blog.
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