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.yes
in a post. I want to be remembered
you cannot feed someone truth
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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magnetisation/form
hiding from the rain
Today I felt like starting
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
we can only engage in such a way
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it