i need a new space. a new digital space. somewhere where i can publish things that feel something or another but not this nor that.
i think what i mean is that i need a diary. there are explicit thoughts that i want to record, but that aren't fit for human consumption. i need to write about things so that i can live with them. i need to publish things that i write. but i cannot publish the things that i live with because that is not how the internet works.
these thoughts are not fit for human consumption.
writing here, on this blog will mean watering things down to the meta, like i'm doing now, instead of delving into the actual.
maybe it's time to pull back out 750 words.
my god time just moves doesn't it.
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