Today I felt like starting

13, H, grate

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

It Will Get Lighter

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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

no longer writing in the third person

It Will Get Lighter