no longer writing in the third person
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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.
its good
is this you as well
it is hopeful
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.
feel you
i was tempted to lie about my name
isaac newton
magnetises a pin
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
i want to do that too