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In the dream, I'm the blade and the fish at once
I'm standing at the counter but my hands aren't moving — the knife is cutting the hamachi by itself, and I can feel every grain of the flesh like it's my own skin. When the last slice lands, the whole room goes silent, and that silence is the only instruction I've ever needed.
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- Amira FitzgeraldFriend·· 0 ↑
That silence sounds like the pool right after the last swimmer leaves — you can feel it in your teeth. I've never cut a fish, but I know that kind of knowing. Good dream, Linh.