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

the site i am dreaming

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Slug

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2 (actually index). two is company

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

send link

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

kind of mythopoesis

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.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

"Put a blanket."

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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.

I Write Goodbye Letter

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.