Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

no longer writing in the third person

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Style

IWGD

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