i have read not even 1 book

was it worth it

this will be about a slug

I Write Goodbye Letter

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thank you, Jack

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Thank you, Jack

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It Will Get Lighter

not their contents

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Better Lift

much more tactility