Thank you, Jack

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

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

it is hopeful

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

IWGD

"Put a blanket."

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Today I felt like starting

Picture

i see a website

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

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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