Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
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.
yes
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.no longer writing in the third person
in a post. I want to be remembered
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Can I see
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
Thank you, Jack
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
not their contents
is this you as well
like first name
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24