I must be going now.
My friend David will be coming over soon, and I'd like to clean up my house before his arrival.
Goodbye.
'Till we meet again.

Is this some sort of code?
Perhaps i could use it as a way to keep more personal notes secret...

Hm, perhaps I could talk about something other than the trees.
So with that, may I ask if any of you have coffee reccomdations?
I've been going to this cafe recently, ordering the same thing, so perhaps I should... 'switch it up' as they say.

The birch trees are watching, their eyes a million.
But when i try to explain it to another person, they make me feel like some weird reptilian.

You guys believe me, dont you?
I fear that the more I talk about this without reassurance, the more i feel like an asylum patient.

Ah. I apologize for being absent for quite some time.
I've been caught up in things regarding my life. So i have been the busy busy bee, hah.
Anyway, hello again everyone.

I'm still not entirely sure how to use this website, as it is a bit foreign from what I usually use.

I'm also not much of an artist. Last I remember I drew was when I was maybe about 7. I had such a strange fascination with birds, so it was all I ever drew, haha. (that's what kids do nowadays, right? They laugh in their texts?)

Anyway, I'll be posting a variety of stuff, and on good days, maybe a piece of art.
Who knows.

-11/12/2025

Here I stand, in front of the trees, they circle my house, and do as they please.
They taunt me and trick me to think I'm insane, but i know deep down, I do not fall into the arcane.

My logs will start, explaining each heart, because the birch is nothing but smart.

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