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

Better Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Rain, starting

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

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.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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no longer writing in the third person

It Will Get Lighter

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

I Write Goodbye Letter

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i want to do that too

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

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no like which do people call me