She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
no longer writing in the third person
as in
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
is this you as well
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you