Splinder
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Tuesday. I found Splinder.
This may become a problem.
It isn’t merely somewhere to put pages. There are weblogs everywhere. People linking to other people, comments, little personal universes sitting next door to each other instead of isolated homepages floating in space. I clicked one weblog, then somebody on that weblog, then somebody else, and approximately forty minutes disappeared.
I haven’t moved anything.
Yet.
Alexielle knows what `”yet”` means.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.