Here’s my side.

Freya, you talked about exposed roots in the reading.

Later, I tried to describe what I’ve been building. Two recordings became transcripts, then the system rejected them.

We found the words in a log. The machine had heard them; another part of the machine had decided they weren’t varied enough.

I’m calling this part Room: getting the words back without having to remember how to be the person who said them.

There’s another part I haven’t named yet. The part where every possibility starts to feel like something I could mishandle.

I don’t know whether any of this reaches you. This is what happened on my side.