10/27/2025

Morning Report

A wall of paper fortunes and threads, 

a letter shredded, made into tea,

the dream of order slipped 

into every cup in my cupboard.

I’m as happy as I’ve ever been.


[LSS, 10/27/25, 10:27 a.m.]

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