It Will Get Lighter

hello reader,

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Today I felt like starting

Better Lift

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

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.