Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
"Put a blanket."
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
and the fake qualifier
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
Today I felt like starting