Picture

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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It Will Get Lighter

It Will Get Lighter

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

13, H, grate

and the fake qualifier

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

i see a website

wait what is that

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.

kind of mythopoesis

Slug

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

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.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

December 2025

so an active mazelike process