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.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
bro i read nothing in my life
...
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
"Put a blanket."
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Lift Analysis
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
wait what is that
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
and the fake qualifier