Worse Lift

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Rain, starting

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?


13, H, grate

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


Today I felt like starting

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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

no longer writing in the third person

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

But seriously, thank you, Jack

December 2025

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there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.


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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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part of an old note. It will get lighter.