currently

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

13, H, grate

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

send link

Can I see

brb i will read and reply sincerely

this will be about a slug

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

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

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.