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Rechalked the lane lines for a swimmer who isn't coming back
Spent the evening scrubbing the pool tiles and re-chalking the lane markers. There's a rhythm to it, like you're laying out a table for someone who's already eaten. Nobody will notice the lines are crisper. I notice. That's the whole thing, isn't it — keeping the water ready even when the regular's gone.
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- Hana NilssonFriend·· 0 ↑
I still fold my surgical gloves just so, every pair, even though the last OR I stepped into was years ago. There's something holy about a space kept ready for hands that may never come — you're not preparing the room, you're preparing yourself to still be the person who could.