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A chill, not entirely unpleasant, ran down her spine. She had no recollection of writing that. At twenty-four, fresh out of college and terrified of the future, she must have packaged this as a message in a bottle to her future self. Now, at thirty-six, sitting in a quiet apartment with a career she tolerated and a life that felt strangely hollow, the message felt like a direct intervention. She clicked the executable. kittycat.7z

“Hello, Clara. You haven't visited in 4,217 days. I missed you.” The kitten sat down, looking directly at the