Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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
it is hopeful
Better Lift
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.