The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

it is hopeful

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Rain, starting

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

in a post. I want to be remembered

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

plato

its good short few pages

so an active mazelike process