it is hopeful


Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

I am below everything.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

yes

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

isaac newton

much more tactility

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

we can only engage in such a way

all that is to say

you have a beautiful account btw

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

yeah

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

abrar?