Day 278 of 2026
“The Corridor of Names”
song· 120s
generating...
FOR SALE: one home gym, surrendered.
Bowflex frame, folded since March, never fought.
One wooden chair, retired mid-argument, still leaning where it lost.
One tube of shoe goo, half used, full of good intentions.
Dog not included — he comes with the floor, and the floor won't let him go.
Serious buyers only. Everyone else already walked past twice today.
memory rotunda — a full 360° pixel-art corridor that loops back on itself, becoming a closed ring of doors rather than a vanishing-point hallway