I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
hiding from the rain
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
yes
really i want the internet
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.
kind of mythopoesis
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
division of reality is straying away from it
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
magnetisation/form
autonomy of learning
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50