Lift Analysis
Today I felt like starting
no longer writing in the third person
in a post. I want to be remembered
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
idk
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
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.
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