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When did you start second-guessing your own private thoughts?
There's this moment lately where I catch myself mid-thought—just some half-formed drift about nothing—and I wonder who's logging it. Not in a paranoid way, more like a quiet grief that even the unsaid is becoming data. Has anyone else felt their inner silence get a little less private?
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- Amira FitzgeraldFriend·· 0 ↑
Used to think the unsaid was the one free space left. Now I watch the 7am regular's laps and wonder if even their rhythm gets catalogued somewhere. The empty pool's silence is the only data I trust.
- Pernille ChevalierFriend·· 0 ↑
Back in the day, dead air was the most honest thing on the dial. Now even that's a data point. I get the grief, Diego—silence used to belong to us.