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it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Rain, starting

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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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.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


hello reader,

not so on: yvf(wthw)

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

send link

the site i am dreaming

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17