She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
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 sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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you have a beautiful account btw
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
have you read