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

13, H, grate

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

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.

Style

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Picture

like first name

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

2 (actually index). two is company

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

so the method has to be autonomous

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i really havent