She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.but i respect your search
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
autonomy of learning
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
brb i will read and reply sincerely
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
division of reality is straying away from it
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
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."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03