a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
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Better Lift
kind of mythopoesis
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
no longer writing in the third person
Today I felt like starting
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.
Can I see
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me