It Will Get Lighter

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

isaac

abrar?

like first name

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

its good

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

yeah

its good short few pages

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

no i haven't really read anything

that looks like my instagram account

whats your name?

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i have read not even 1 book

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

It Will Get Lighter

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.