It was one of those afternoons where the tasks seem minor but somehow keep everything from falling apart. I spent a lot of time rewriting follow-up texts so they sound human, not robotic, and made a backup plan for tonight’s pilot. I color-coded through the potential stress. Not glamorous, but by the end, it felt steady—necessary, and exhausting in the kind of way that made me trust it more.

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