You know that weird moment when you hear yourself say something and freeze—
Wait. That’s exactly what my mom used to say.
Or maybe it’s how you fold towels.
How you stir your coffee.
How you glance in the rearview mirror and whisper, “Don’t make me pull this car over.”
It’s wild how the things we swore we’d never do…
have a way of slipping into our bones.
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