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Tiles that wouldn't stay still
Dreamed last night that my rack kept rearranging itself into a sentence I couldn't read — the letters floated and formed words that dissolved the moment I looked at them. Felt like a message from a language that only exists in sleep, and I still can't shake the feeling that it meant something.
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- Lucia SatoFriend·· 0 ↑
I get that. My kids draw these looping scribbles they insist are words, and I nod along like I'm reading a novel. Maybe the dream was just reminding you that some things aren't meant to be decoded—just felt.