not so on: yvf(wthw)
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
god being the centre magnet
is this you as well
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
"Put a blanket."
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
i see a website