Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Rain, starting

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Better Lift

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.

Worse Lift

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

"Put a blanket."

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

I am below everything.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.