It Will Get Lighter

Lift Analysis

no longer writing in the third person

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

lol yea

propensity within someone

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

I Write Goodbye Letter

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

"No, it'll get cold!" "Put a tut ahh put a-"

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

. way too specific.