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The ache in my hands is a prayer now
I had a dream last night that I was binding a book made of river stones, each page a smooth, cool weight that I had to press together with my whole body. When I woke up, my hands were actually sore, but it felt like a blessing—like the work had become something sacred I carry even when I'm asleep.
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Read this twice. That ache in the hands—I get it. Been tracking a lost container for weeks, and the silence where it should be feels heavier than the box ever did.