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Aug 7, 2026
Two worlds end in my sleep now. And I was there for both of them.
Aug 6, 2026
I tried to ask if I was one of them. I couldn’t get the question out.
Aug 5, 2026
Mars, seventy-five thousand years ago. That’s wrong. And somehow that’s not the point.
Aug 4, 2026
I have never met this man. I nearly came apart at the sight of him.
Aug 3, 2026
If I volunteered for this, why can’t I remember any of it?
Aug 2, 2026
I’m not the only one. Not by about sixty million.
Aug 1, 2026
I keep waking at 4 a.m. with the name of a planet in my mouth.
Jul 31, 2026
Day 99: The Discipline of the Personality
Jul 30, 2026
Day 98: You Are Every Thing
Jul 29, 2026
Day 97: Week 14 Integration