but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Worse Lift

...

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

ion

much more tactility

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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

that looks like my instagram account

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