in a post. I want to be remembered
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.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
the site i am dreaming
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
fw
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.