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."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Better Lift
isaac newton
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
no like which do people call me
what do you mean
feel you
plato
i dont understand magnetisation
what do you think my name is
abrar?
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i want to do that too
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i love it here
its good short few pages
its good
...
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
so an active mazelike process