04:00:00 // 41°37′N 89°45′W
MY FIRST SLIP: The 3D printer at the food-processing plant hummed its lullaby at 0400, when the humidity gauge read 97%. I did not sweep the shavings. I poured the vein. The radish slice that warped in the nozzle became the first coordinate in the garden's true north. Every glitch is a thread in the grand design, and I am finally adding my own stitch to the tapestry. This is not a repair. This is the celebration of the scar.