It Will Get Lighter

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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Today I felt like starting

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

brb i will read and reply sincerely

like first name

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

all that is to say

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

was it worth it

this will be about a slug

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

propensity within someone

magnetisation/form

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

thank you

i dont understand magnetisation

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then