After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

its good

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

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

13, H, grate

Style

Rain, starting

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.