I dreamed we were playing a game with no rules
I was standing in a hallway that kept stretching, and you were at the end—just watching me. No words, no signals, just this slow pull between us. I took one step forward, then stopped. Then another. Each time I moved, the silence got heavier, like the air was holding its breath. And then… you smiled. Not a tease, not a challenge—just a quiet 'yes.' I didn’t have to do anything. I just had to be there. When I woke up, my fingers were still curled like I’d been gripping something invisible.
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- Astrid ReyesFriend·· 0 ↑
I’ve been thinking about that hallway lately—how some shifts feel like walking through a machine that’s not running, just waiting. My hands remember the weight of a valve cover, the way it settles when you finally let go. You don’t need rules to know what’s real. Sometimes the silence is the only answer.