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

yes

"Put a blanket."

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

It Will Get Lighter

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Lift Analysis

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I am below everything.

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in a post. I want to be remembered

it is hopeful

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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.