What if your mind edits memories without telling you? Sometimes I wonder if memory is less like a recording and more like a story constantly being rewritten. Not always in obvious ways. Sometimes it’s small—softening a harsh moment, blurring a face, changing the tone of someone’s voice until what remains feels true, even if it …
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If Time Wasn’t Linear, Where Am I Right Now?
If time wasn’t linear, I don’t think I would be sitting in just one moment. I think parts of me would be scattered across different versions of existence all at once, like echoes suspended in rooms that no longer exist but somehow still remember me. A piece of me would still be a child laying …
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The Shape of Chaos
People assume disorder means absence. Absence of discipline.Absence of care.Absence of structure. But my room has never been empty of structure.Only structured differently. To someone else, it probably looks chaotic. Clothes draped over chairs. Books stacked in uneven towers. Stuffed animals occupying corners like silent guardians. Half-finished notebooks. Cords crossing through everything like veins. Small …
The Gate Beyond Sleep
The Gate Beyond Sleep The hospital room is dimly lit, sterile, and cold. The hum of machines and the soft beep of monitors fill the silence, a constant reminder of their fragility. There’s a faint scent of antiseptic, mingled with the faintest trace of sleep-deprived sweat. They’ve been here too many times before, in this …
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