i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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.

hiding from the rain

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Worse Lift

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

no longer writing in the third person

brb i will read and reply sincerely

currently

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

lol

as in

isaac newton

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

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Today I felt like starting

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate