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

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

It Will Get Lighter

hello reader,

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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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

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.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.