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.

idk

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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

the site i am dreaming

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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as in

i dont understand magnetisation

propensity within someone

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

so at the end

plato

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

so the method has to be autonomous

Picture

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

lol yea

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

i have read not even 1 book