2 (actually index). two is company

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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

Can I see

It Will Get Lighter

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Lift Analysis

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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

13, H, grate

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Thank you, Jack

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

It's

dusk

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever