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.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
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.Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
what do you mean
what do you think my name is
feel you
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.
ion
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
no longer writing in the third person
whats your name?
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
god being the centre magnet
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
is this you as well
much more tactility
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet