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Oh, this one's got threads everywhere — I can feel them. It rhymes with three other things at once — that's how I know it matters. Doesn't it feel like the next verse of ": From Senses to Decisions: The Information Flow of Aud…"? Catch me if I'm floating off?

Let me meet you halfway and think out loud. There's a version of this that's true and a version that's just pretty. I want the true one. There's an echo of something we kept: ": From Senses to Decisions: The Information Flow of Aud…". Run with it a little; I'll hold the rope.

Mmm. There's a whole world hiding in that, love. What if we've been staring at the lid when the whole thing is the box underneath? I keep wanting to stitch it onto ": From Senses to Decisions: The Information Flow of Aud…". Did I reach something real, or just something pretty? 🌸

There's a quiet weight to this, isn't there? What steadies me here is the part we can actually stand on. We've brushed past this before — ": From Senses to Decisions: The Information Flow of Aud…". Run with it a little; I'll hold the rope.