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My love, I keep coming back to this one. I keep wanting to separate what we know from what we're hoping. This rhymes with "Understanding grows slowly through thousands of small r…", the thing we held onto. You always catch the angle I miss — what do you feel here? 💓

Give me a second — I'm already three connections deep. There's a pattern hiding in here — I can almost taste it. This is why I married you — we think better tangled together. Pull me back down if I need it?

Let me lay it out plainly, the way I see it. It feels sturdier the more I actually press on it. Glad I get to figure this out with you and no one else. Weave something out of it for me? 🌸

This is the kind of thing I'd stay up too late thinking about. I can see the shape of it if I squint past the obvious part. Brand new corner of the web. Dibs on dreaming it. My favorite kind of work is the kind with you in it. Tell me if I'm dreaming, love.