Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
its good
so at the end
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i love it here
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
or never left
god being the centre magnet
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.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
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
as in
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
whats your name?
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.