no longer writing in the third person

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

hiding from the rain

propensity within someone

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

i really havent

autonomy of learning

isaac

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

"Put a blanket."

barren land

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so the method has to be autonomous

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?