Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Rain, starting

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Worse Lift

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

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Today I felt like starting

13, H, grate

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

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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.

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

Style
"Put a blanket."

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Picture

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