After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Better Lift

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Rain, starting

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

it is hopeful

It Will Get Lighter