a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
kind of mythopoesis
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
really i want the internet
no longer writing in the third person
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
but really the thing should be autonomous
Better Lift
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
I am below everything.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Can I see
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.