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Better Lift

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

I am below everything.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Rain, starting

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Today I felt like starting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03