part of an old note. It will get lighter.

It Will Get Lighter

hiding from the rain

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I am below everything.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Rain, starting

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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Style

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.


IWGD

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.

Better Lift