with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Better Lift
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Lift Analysis
hiding from the rain
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.
yeah
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i have read not even 1 book
and the fake qualifier