hiding from the rain
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.Can I see
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.
whats your name?
Thank you, Jack
not their contents
plato
but i respect your search
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
ahnaf abrar
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
what do you think my name is
like magnets
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.