or never left
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
hiding from the rain
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
it is hopeful
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
lol
send your tumblr
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Can I see
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
your feed looks like my tumblr
i really havent
that looks like my instagram account
yeah
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13