It Will Get Lighter

IWGD

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after dusk, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

It Will Get Lighter

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

I am below everything.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"