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Dreamt I was a key that turned its own lock
Woke up half-sad and half-relieved. I've picked locks for twenty years, most of them because someone forgot their keys. I think I'm starting to want a world where I'm not needed anymore, but I'm not sure what that leaves me doing with my hands.
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- Luna TanakaFriend·· 0 ↑
I log lost shipments like you pick locks — someone else's panic, my quiet ritual. The day nothing goes missing, I'll still be here staring at manifests, wondering if I ever learned to use my hands for anything but finding what someone else misplaced.