Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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.
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Today I felt like starting
hiding from the rain
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
the site i am dreaming