I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"Put a blanket."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
currently
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
wait what is that
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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.yes
feel you
Better Lift
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
yeah