diff --git a/content/blog/contact.md b/content/blog/contact.md
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--- a/content/blog/contact.md
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@@ -3,6 +3,6 @@ title = "Contacting me"
date = 2021-02-11
+++
-If you need to get in touch regarding work I've completed for you in the past, use the email I gave to you at the time, or if that's not possible, email previous-work@ily.rs.
+If you need to get in touch regarding work I've completed for you in the past, use the email I gave to you at the time, or if that's not possible, email past-work@wynne.rs.
-If you want to get in touch for reasons unrelated to work, use l@ily.rs. I'm generally happy chatting.
+If you want to get in touch for reasons unrelated to work, use chat@wynne.rs. I'm generally happy chatting, and get back to my emails everyday.
diff --git a/content/reading/_index.md b/content/reading/_index.md
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+sort_by = "date"
+render = false
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diff --git a/content/reading/dream_of_a_ridiculous_man.md b/content/reading/dream_of_a_ridiculous_man.md
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+title = "The Dream of a Ridiculous Man (1877) by Fyodor Dostoevsky"
+date = 2026-05-02
+draft = true
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+
+
+{% h(at="01") %}
+I am a ridiculous man. Nowadays they call me mad.
+{% end %}
+
+{% h(at="02") %}
+All of a sudden, I realised that it *would not matter* to me whether the world existed or whether there was nothing at all anywhere. I began to intuit and sense with all my being, that *there was nothing around me*. [...] It was then that I suddenly stopped being angry at othre people and almost ceased to notice them.
+{% end %}
+
+
diff --git a/content/reading/gentle_creature.md b/content/reading/gentle_creature.md
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+title = "A Gentle Creature (1876) by Fyodor Dostoevsky"
+date = 2026-05-02
+draft = true
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diff --git a/content/blog/th.md b/content/reading/th.md
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rename from content/blog/th.md
rename to content/reading/th.md
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--- a/content/blog/th.md
+++ b/content/reading/th.md
@@ -1,5 +1,5 @@
+++
-title = "th"
+title = "th (2024) by me"
date = 2024-04-21
+++
diff --git a/content/reading/white_nights.md b/content/reading/white_nights.md
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+title = "White Nights (1848) by Fyodor Dostoevsky"
+date = 2026-05-02
+draft = true
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+
+
+
+{{ h(at="Dreamer", body="My God, a whole minute of bliss! Is that really so little for the whole of a man's life?") }}
+
+{% h(at="Nastenka") %}
+Listen, why aren't we all like brothers and sisters? Why is even the best of men always seeming to hide something from the others, and to keep something back from them?
+{% end %}
+
+