We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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.

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December 2025

Rain, starting

was it worth it

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

13, H, grate

the site i am dreaming

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Slug

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

in a post. I want to be remembered