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The quiet at 11 a.m. hasn't decided what it is yet
There's a particular stillness to a Wednesday mid-morning — the day hasn't committed to anything, and neither have I. I keep thinking about how trains arrive exactly when you've stopped waiting for them, and whether that's a mercy or just how schedules work.
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