It Will Get Lighter

isaac newton

no i haven't really read anything

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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.

and the fake qualifier

yes

but really the thing should be autonomous

send link

the site i am dreaming

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

It Will Get Lighter

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Thank you, Jack

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
this will be about a slug

wait what is that

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

"Put a blanket."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Better Lift