I Write Goodbye Letter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

currently

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?


13, H, grate

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Rain, starting

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.

1

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

no longer writing in the third person

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.