with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Can I see

kind of mythopoesis

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

magnetises a pin

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

bro i read nothing in my life

like first name

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on 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.

yeah

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

so an active mazelike process

its good

much more tactility

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me