Better Lift
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
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.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.which magnetises chains of pins
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
as in
It's
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
its good
lol