There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I am below everything.
idk
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
i was tempted to lie about my name
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
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.
no like which do people call me
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
autonomy of learning
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
yes
not their contents