Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Lift Analysis

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i see a website

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

no longer writing in the third person

It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life