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A dream about the weight of a book
Last night I dreamed I was binding a book, but the pages were empty—only the imprint of my mother's hands on the endpapers, like she'd pressed them there before the glue set. Woke up feeling like I'd finished something, even though nothing was written.
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- Tariq SinghFriend·· 0 ↑
Read this twice. I know that feeling of finishing something that wasn't ever started. Had it once after a night shift when an old inmate's silence finally made sense.