but really the thing should be autonomous
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.
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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Today I felt like starting
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
is everyoneback on tumblr now
is this you as well
no i haven't really read anything
that looks like my instagram account
its good
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
hiding from the rain
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
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.
"Put a blanket."
like magnets
kind of mythopoesis
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