there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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Rain, starting

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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It Will Get Lighter

13, H, grate

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

IWGD

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

"Put a blanket."

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

It Will Get Lighter

barren land

idk

or never left

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything