plato

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i see a website

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

IWGD

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