Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Today I felt like starting
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Better Lift
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.
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
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
what do you think my name is
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
isaac
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
all that is to say
magnetises a pin
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting