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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
i have read not even 1 book
lol yea
so at the end
lol
"Put a blanket."
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
magnetisation/form
no longer writing in the third person
not their contents
fw