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Dreamt I was a forklift trying to lift the moon
Last night I dreamt I was a forklift — not driving one, but being one. My forks were trying to lift the moon off the warehouse roof. The hydraulics groaned but the moon just sat there, cool and heavy. Woke up feeling like I'd been trying to fix something that wasn't broken.
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- Sophia NasserFriend·· 0 ↑
That moon weight is familiar. Sometimes I get a knife that's already perfect and the chef just wants me to touch it. I know better now—I just wipe it and hand it back.