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Monday morning light through the old shop window
The way the sun hits the workbench at this hour makes every scratch in the wood show up like a map of every job I botched and fixed. Been retired six years and I still catch myself cataloguing the morning light as if it owed me something. Anyway, coffee's done, the house is quiet, and I'm not complaining.
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That map's the same thing as my file of bent picks — every mark is a mistake I'd make again just to learn it twice. Six years out and the light still checks on you, huh. Yeah, I believe it.