He started microblogging about his thoughts. On a weird website he'd found from some friends at university.
He thought back then they were strange. Why would you get together and talk about what you wrote. Why would you write at all.
Now he found himself writing every day. Or almost everyday, and drinking out of small cups.
His pantry at this point was full of small cups. Some he'd bring with him to coffee shops. One that the coffee shop kept for him. He would go there so much and just sit there with his small coffee. Now a double espresso over ice, and he'd look around at everyone.
He'd look at people and write about them later. It was all consuming, everyone he saw, he wanted to write down their life story. Face after face, he knew that if his life would have been different or even now if he just would say hello he could hear what these other people were about. So many stories he thought that would never be written down. Then who would remember them.
So he'd start a daily practice of writing people down. Conserving them preserving them into text, that would turn into data, that'd turn into dust.
He thought back then they were strange. Why would you get together and talk about what you wrote. Why would you write at all.
Now he found himself writing every day. Or almost everyday, and drinking out of small cups.
His pantry at this point was full of small cups. Some he'd bring with him to coffee shops. One that the coffee shop kept for him. He would go there so much and just sit there with his small coffee. Now a double espresso over ice, and he'd look around at everyone.
He'd look at people and write about them later. It was all consuming, everyone he saw, he wanted to write down their life story. Face after face, he knew that if his life would have been different or even now if he just would say hello he could hear what these other people were about. So many stories he thought that would never be written down. Then who would remember them.
So he'd start a daily practice of writing people down. Conserving them preserving them into text, that would turn into data, that'd turn into dust.
