Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

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

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.


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 see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i am quite illiterate on producing technology


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

I am below everything.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Picture

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

was it worth it

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

not so on: yvf(wthw)

part of an old note. It will get lighter.