And I probably won't / And I probably will, and I keep feeling little aftershocks of the solitude, like when you turn off the faucet of the bathtub and you watch until that last little wave brims into stillness
Oof sorry to hear that. In that case "clings" might be too on the nose. Though, I'd keep an eye out for that motif of physical contact. What else do gnocchi do in sauce? Swim, slip, slide, tumble...
Wrote about it on my streams page. TL;DR: That was awful. I don't ever want to be in that situation again.
I'm interpreting this poem as a person reflecting on their parent so I might be way off... You can try changing "supports" to "clings (to)", as in a person (gnocchi) noting they're still thinking about their parent and/or upbringing (sauce)
I'm obv. biased but I feel like streams.place could work for this (still). IME Telegram mobile feels sufficiently low-friction but YMMV
A blogging platform built on a chat app.
I feel a LITTLE more prepared going through my stuff. Just a little. Still need to pack lots
I have to imagine they'd be easier to embed as well -- a superautocomplete in any text box. Have you seen Janus' branching "Loom" UI for base/foundation models yet? github.com/socketteer/l...
Multiversal tree writing interface for human-AI collaboration - socketteer/loom
I think it's an accomplishment/experience thing -- very different trajectories after HS -- super obvious but damn. I'm like a baby compared to them
Peeking through the cracked dorm door -- "Oh hey Jamie, come on in ... No, I'm not sure where Ana is, but I can give them a call if you'd like." -- I didn't know I wanted to be this competent.
its always apparent when someone has spent their time in the trenches as they structure their posts like legal arguments with disclaimers for every possible type of misinterpretation or attempted gotcha, and yet, someone always has to wade in with the "so you hate waffles?" no matter what