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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.like magnets
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
you cannot feed someone truth
as in
really i want the internet
...
propensity within someone
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it