"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

barren land

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


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59


no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

13, H, grate

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i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it


IWGD

It Will Get Lighter

Lift Analysis


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


i love it here

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

so at the end

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

so an active mazelike process

isaac