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

It Will Get Lighter

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

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

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.

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

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

propensity within someone

what do you mean

we want to live the knowledge too live the content