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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

bro i read nothing in my life

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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and the fake qualifier

I am below everything.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

currently

is this you as well

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

December 2025

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

idk

was it worth it

no longer writing in the third person

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

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