Numbers Before Opinions
I had three different numbers written on a piece of paper beside my keyboard today, and none of them belonged to the website I was working on. They came from...
Thoughts & Life
ECLIXAR
digital diary
Journal.
fragments of quiet intelligence
There is a manner in which certain things ask to be written, not so that they may be found, but because to exist in silence, for too long, eventually becomes insufficient. It is not urgency. It is something closer to a necessity that makes no noise, waiting patiently until it discovers the proper form. This archive was born in such a way.
Not as a diary. Not as a blog. Not as something that is updated merely for the sake of appearing alive. It is a place where certain thoughts come to rest, those which do not dissolve, those which return, those which insist with the silent obstinacy of things that truly belong to you...
Every article is a scene. Every word, a frame of something that would not have remained, had it not
been writtenFrom the archive.
Thoughts & Life
Immigration and Precise Words
I spent part of my lunch break looking up the exact meanings of words I keep hearing in the news, which probably makes me sound like the least entertaining person...
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Security
Dad called this afternoon while I was folding laundry, and I ended up sitting on the edge of the bed with a half-folded towel in my lap for nearly twenty...
Memory & Time
Fourteen Years
Fourteen years ago I was seventeen, and the world still contained enormous things I had never imagined would happen. I remember September 11, 2001, not as a chapter in a...
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Two Things That Do Not Exclude Each Other
I spent part of today thinking about how much time people waste pretending they have to choose between things that can exist together. The thought began at work, where two...
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And Organising
I reorganised part of my desk today because I had reached the point where every cable seemed to belong to something I no longer owned and every little note had...
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Helping
This morning I found an email from somebody asking for help with a problem that wasn’t technically mine to solve. I could have sent it back with a polite explanation...
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Rules and Emergency
I spent twenty minutes this morning trying to solve a problem that turned out to be caused by somebody having changed one small thing without telling the rest of us....
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People
Sunday began with rain against the window and Yuri pulling the duvet back over his head after looking at the clock. I stayed in bed a little longer than usual,...
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Borders
We went out for coffee this morning and I ended up spending half the walk thinking about borders, which is not particularly romantic considering Yuri had suggested going out simply...
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Photographs That Travel Around the World
I opened my laptop this morning intending to check something for work and ended up sitting very still in front of a photograph I had already seen yesterday. It had...
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Europe
Europe entered my kitchen this morning through the radio while I was spreading jam on toast, and by the time I left for work I had already heard several different...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.