i am quite illiterate on producing technology

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Rain, starting

hiding from the rain

"Put a blanket."

no longer writing in the third person

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Better Lift

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.

Picture

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful