The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Today I felt like starting
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
"Put a blanket."
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
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it is hopeful
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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December 2025
no longer writing in the third person
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
the site i am dreaming
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
wait what is that
its performative
was it worth it