A spoon in the sink. A browser tab I haven’t closed in days. A text I keep meaning to answer. A shirt draped over the chair.None of it is urgent. But together, it tugs at me quietly, constantly.So I cleared one. Just one.And suddenly, I felt lighter.
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Now Note: the weight of small things
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A spoon in the sink. A browser tab I haven’t closed in days. A text I keep meaning to answer. A shirt draped over the chair.None of it is urgent. But together, it tugs at me quietly, constantly.So I cleared one. Just one.And suddenly, I felt lighter.