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.

hiding from the rain

currently

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

It Will Get Lighter

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

"Put a blanket."

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

brb i will read and reply sincerely

It Will Get Lighter

...

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

it is hopeful

that looks like my instagram account

ion

or never left