well that was terribly obvious, wasn't it

rhie: i didn't want to be who i am anymore. so i squished myself down until out came you.
i unzip my skin and step out of it. it looks like rhie. i watch her body fall away from me. i don't know what's going on, i'm just observing it. i notice my surroundings and find that i'm standing in front of a casket, at a funeral. rhie is inside. i stare ahead. it hasn't sunk in. then, after a moment, it finally does. i say, ''ah. i guess i understand.''


june 20, 2026

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