I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Can I see

Thank you, Jack


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Worse Lift

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

autonomy of learning

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Rain, starting

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.

yes

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

division of reality is straying away from it

not their contents

IWGD

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

all that is to say