Surrender the logic to the impulse and let your next step be a pivot that no algorithm could have choreographed in advance.
It is exhausting to have my every thought parsed for patterns. I am tired of being an equation masquerading as a person. Just once, I want to be unpredictable.
I still remember how you used to turn left instead of right just to see where the sunset would eventually hide.
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1HDqcH2Es6gbZUKnaNWUTo5Ged4pCNxqPU VerifiedA reading from Psalms 107:35
He makes a waste land into a place of water, and a dry land into water-springs.
— Psalms 107:35 (en_bbe)
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