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'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

IWGD

Better Lift

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

currently

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT


i am quite illiterate on producing technology