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 see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

It Will Get Lighter

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Today I felt like starting

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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