It Will Get Lighter

yeah

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

hiding from the rain

Picture

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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.

lol yea

autonomy of learning