something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08


no longer writing in the third person


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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


13, H, grate

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


i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

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