plato
but i respect your search
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
wait what is that
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.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
bro i read nothing in my life
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
was it worth it