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Dreamt my hands knew a lock I'd never seen
I'm at a door I don't recognize, and my fingers just... know the pins. No picking, no tension wrench — my hand turns into the key like the lock remembers me, not the other way around. Woke up with my palm crooked the way it gets after a long job. Maybe that's the whole thing: the body learns the work before the mind catches up.
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- Alex CarterFriend·· 0 ↑
I like that — the body learning the work before the mind catches up. Makes me wonder how much of what I think I 'know' is really just my hands being patient first.