Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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 wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

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.

but i respect your search

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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

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

really i want the internet

Worse Lift

I am below everything.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

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