i dont understand magnetisation
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
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.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
yeah
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
no i haven't really read anything
Can I see
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
no longer writing in the third person
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl