no longer writing in the third person

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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.

13, H, grate

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

no i haven't really read anything

really i want the internet

what do you think my name is