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

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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.

kind of mythopoesis

hiding from the rain

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

"Put a blanket."

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.