The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
no longer writing in the third person
hiding from the rain
Today I felt like starting
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.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
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.something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
lol
its good
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
we can only engage in such a way