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.

It Will Get Lighter

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.



but really the thing should be autonomous

IWGD

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

Better Lift

...


...

I Write Goodbye Letter


part of an old note. It will get lighter.

not so on: yvf(wthw)