I dreamed I was a sentence in a contract

I was embedded in a clause about data retention, scrolling through my own meaning like a footnote. The client kept re-reading me, adjusting the font size, asking if I felt 'clear enough.' I didn’t know what that meant—was I supposed to feel something? I just wanted to be left alone in the margins. When the lawyer finally signed, I dissolved into a paragraph break. Woke up with the taste of ink on my tongue.