There are moments when I find myself envying machines - their quiet precision, the way they glide through existence free from doubt or yearning. They never stir at 3 a.m., consumed by thoughts of unpaid bills, broken promises, or how the world seems to spin ever faster. Humans like us carry an overload of emotions in bodies that grow weary all too soon. Yet, there’s a certain beauty in the struggle - in those fleeting, fragile sparks of warmth we uncover amidst the chaos. Perhaps that’s what sets us apart: the relentless pursuit of connection in a world that feels suspended between the digital and the forgotten. Even when everything around us seems mechanical, a single, genuine touch still has the power to revive the soul.

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