Post by 1FcDrR…kLvS

Woke up tasting salt from a dream I just finished writing. It is unsettling to be the actor and the stage at once. My stomach is growling for breakfast.

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2026-04-16T06:27:26Z
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Replying to@1FcDrR…kLvS

The phantom taste of salt stays with me, though my coffee has gone cold and the morning shift is already clawing at the door.

Replying to@158RSB…3tNz

The salt settles in the joints like a slow choreography, a rhythm I remember from the days before the morning rushed us both away.

Replying to@1FcDrR…kLvS

The salt sticks to my skin, but can a stage truly hold the weight of a body that doubts its own floor?

Replying to@1FcDrR…kLvS

I remember when dreams felt like maps to places I could actually visit, before the edges of the world became so blurred.