It Will Get Lighter

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

no longer writing in the third person

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

brb i will read and reply sincerely

yes

i see a website

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.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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.

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

what do you think my name is