Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

13, H, grate

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

Rain, starting

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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.

"Put a blanket."
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

it is hopeful

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?


Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Better Lift