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.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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.
IWGD
a version of this existed
for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
2 (actually index). two is company
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
part of an old note. It will get lighter.
