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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

currently

IWGD

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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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'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.

1

in a post. I want to be remembered

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

kind of mythopoesis

It Will Get Lighter

Rain, starting

Today I felt like starting

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