There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

It Will Get Lighter

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

13, H, grate

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Today I felt like starting

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

really i want the internet

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thank you, Jack

Better Lift

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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