Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

plato

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

It's

dusk

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Rain, starting

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.

Better Lift

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.

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

or never left

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

so an active mazelike process

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

feel you

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

fw