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

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Slug

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

"Put a blanket."

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but i respect your search

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

i dont understand magnetisation

no like which do people call me

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.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged