this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
Today I felt like starting
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
no longer writing in the third person
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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.
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.