Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

Rain, starting

It Will Get Lighter

Better Lift

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

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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.

"Put a blanket."

Can I see

It Will Get Lighter

Better Lift

I am below everything.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Worse Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thank you, Jack

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given