Slug

I Write Goodbye Letter

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

December 2025

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part of an old note. It will get lighter.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

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this will be about a slug

It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

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.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

and the fake qualifier

we can only engage in such a way