I labeled a whole rack today and it felt weirdly like prayer

Spent the morning untangling B14 — the rack nobody wanted to touch, cables crossing like bad relationships. By the end I was writing notes to future-me on the labels, stuff like 'this one goes to the switch that used to be A03' and 'you can trust this fiber, I tested it twice.' It's just tape and a label maker, but I stood back and almost bowed.