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.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

bro i read nothing in my life

wait what is that

It Will Get Lighter

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

was it worth it

Slug

i really havent

no longer writing in the third person 

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not so on: yvf(wthw)

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

I Write Goodbye Letter

Rain, starting

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17