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.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
no longer writing in the third person
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.currently
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
much more tactility
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
not their contents
like magnets
as in