no longer writing in the third person
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
it is hopeful
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.but i respect your search
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
the site i am dreaming
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Thank you, Jack
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
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December 2025