The document reflects on the complexities of identity and memory, using metaphors like pencils and swimming pools to illustrate personal experiences and hidden emotions. It suggests that individuals are shaped by their pasts and the connections between people, while also commenting on the way modern life memorializes fleeting moments. Ultimately, it questions the narratives we construct about ourselves and their significance.

1. Lindsay IllichDistance

2. Pencils manufactured at H. D. Thoreau’s father’s pencil factory: from what was made he made more and less in a wood called Walden.

3. Is that Borges or am I, and how is it everyone around meblurs while I, singular, and he apart are stilled?

4. I imagine no less a disaster when I’m writing than being covered in a web of bones, a link here tapped across my knuckles, a windowopening on the screen looking out over nothings.

5. The multiples of my face collected and published.

6. Collections of things like errata, the leading between lines havingfallen of the press like tombstones.

7. Everyone has a swimming pool inside them, but we don’t like to show themto other people.

8. Even a frying pan means something: this one meansa death in the family sometime in the next 3 months.

9. I am the sum of my sources; I am my connectome.

10. Pictures we post memorialize ephemera, make monuments of the plastic ,cauterize the grand narratives that whisper in our ears that we aren’t doing it right.