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07/26/25. My house.

I made tea this morning. same blend as before. the one with the “dull citrus note”.

not bright. just dry. Like something forgotten in the sunlight.

The windows are clean. no messages today. not on the glass. Not in the fog.

i left one open longer than i meant to. the wind came in quiet. like it didn’t want to wake Anything.

I tried to remember what my voice sounds like when i’m alone. i think it’s softer than i thought. or maybe just Farther Away.

the lights flickered again today. Not in the usual pattern. more like a breath held too long. Then released.

Someone knocked on the door around 3AM. i didn’t answer. i never do. not because I’m afraid. just because no one ever knocks twice.

I made tea again before bed. just to see if the taste would change.

it didn’t. but i left the cup on the sill. In case something needed it.

everything feels normal today. which means I’m not here. And neither are you.

-C.E.

Every time I fall asleep I dream of you.

V, wherever you are, you’re a fucking asshole for breaking my heart and our friendship, twice.

I vividly remember the words that crossed my mind. We were to be boys together. I was so damn giddy.

In this moment, we pretend we’re all that matters.

Every time I’d hear that door swing, I remember wishing I was anywhere else, in spite of myself.

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