We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.


He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.


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.

It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

yes

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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.


i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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


i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

this will be about a slug

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

hello reader,

"Put a blanket."

hiding from the rain

Slug