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.


not so on: yvf(wthw)

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


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

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

the site i am dreaming

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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

It Will Get Lighter

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



wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.