We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
was it worth it
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bro i read nothing in my life
in a post. I want to be remembered
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
no longer writing in the third person
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.
currently
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.hiding from the rain
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
division of reality is straying away from it
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
December 2025