We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Today I felt like starting

it is hopeful

no longer writing in the third person

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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Thank you, Jack

Rain, starting

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

but i respect your search

i have read not even 1 book