…t of continuing with one’s work. It feels more like an invisible weight that can be felt through every idea and keystroke. Through every executed action, like something you can lose, something you need, something missing from the stream of data you’re writing. I usually relieve this by pasti…

I recently read a poem about the internet that I didn’t think much of. This caused some inner conflict because I love the idea of poetry about newfound technically mediated experiences. I don’t know whether this is even meant to be a poem, but it seems like one to me, and I like it!