When you are 3, you’ll pull a dish towel and bring that salad bowl on top of you.
I reached out and took the bowl from the shelf. The motion didn’t feel like something I was forced to do. Instead it seemed as urgent as my rushing to catch the bowl: an instinct that I felt right in following.
(Oh. The memories, they’re the future, and the past. Louise sees it telelogically, like the circular language.)
— Sep 04, 2026 10:46AM
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