it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story
a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling
something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever
but the thinking is useful
Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Rain, starting
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
