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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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13, H, grate

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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