We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
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.
no longer writing in the third person
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
in a post. I want to be remembered
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
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.