After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Lift Analysis
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.
currently
really i want the internet
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.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
brb i will read and reply sincerely
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
bro i read nothing in my life