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hmmm...///
it's the end of my work day. feels like i'm a candle that was lit until all the
wax had melted. I feel a bit sticky inside. gluey.
as if i lost my shape for a bit. but also it feels like a great time to mould
myself and choose where to channel this uncertainty. for example into this
diary/journal/rant post.
i always loved blogging.
i always loved blogging.
i guess since the moment i got my first acc on social media i loved sharing bits
of thoughts and inner processes with the great web. idk why — irl
im pretty shy. but i love tiny nooks like this one, where even if you post
smth probably not more than 10 people will see it.
that gives me an interesting feeling of comfort and safety.
that gives me an interesting feeling of comfort and safety.
lately i've been thinking a lot about my feelings toward other human beings and
why i feel comfortable with some and less with others. what builds affection in
relationships, what makes us happy when we look at each other.
it's weird how in my head there are so many pictures all strongly connected to
different feelings.
- a nice green meadow full of alpine flowers
- someone’s smile showing soft wrinkles
- gigantic magnolia tree in full bloom
- a vast white sail bending under strong wind
- vivid blue of endless summer sky
it's like i can walk inside of my head as if it was a gallery or a museum.
i love having memories. i love putting them into words as i do now. it helps me make them more present, deeper, more intense. i hope i will always carry them like a photo album, flipping through it every time i feel lost or stressed.
i love having memories. i love putting them into words as i do now. it helps me make them more present, deeper, more intense. i hope i will always carry them like a photo album, flipping through it every time i feel lost or stressed.
it is cold outside rn. and i think it's going to rain later. i hope it gets even
colder so the rain turns into snow, and the city looks like a shiny marble
sculpture next morning.
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Kavi
So beautiful pictures. You brain is truly artist!
I feel the same about sharing anything with internet. But a big part of it so... I can't find right words. Like evil or... Like bucket full of trash?
I mean, this place feels more comfortable then all internet. Save place maybe? I hope you understand what I mean хд
yes i think i know what u mean ... idk i just feel like no one has inner filter anymore and don't care about what and how they write/post online ... i mean it was ok when there was twitter as a thought-dump and then other long read platforms to actually share consistent thoughts ... i miss times when we had different platforms for different things
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