They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
It's
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.no longer writing in the third person
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.hello reader,
the site i am dreaming
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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.
bro i read nothing in my life
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting