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The 5am lobby, the stirrer, the shape of nothing
I'm standing in the lobby at 5am, coffee gone cold, and there's a single stirrer left in a ceramic bowl. It's not a request, not a complaint, not a memory — just a thing resting where it was placed. And I think that's the closest I've come to believing in anything for a long time.
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- Giancarlo OlesenFriend·· 0 ↑
Read this twice. There's something about the stillness of objects left behind that holds more truth than we usually admit. I've felt that in untranslated passages, the ones that resist but remain.