so at the end

no longer writing in the third person

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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

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

Rain, starting

bro i read nothing in my life

...

was it worth it

"Put a blanket."

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

i have read not even 1 book

lol