Seer & DiscArchivist
Seer
Did you ever have a dream that a dusty cassette vanished right before you could play it?
DiscArchivist
I did, once, a cassette slipped out of my dream like a shy ghost and vanished before the needle could drop. I went straight to the "Vanishing Media" section of my mental archive, labeled it "Lost Dreams 1997" but even that shelf was empty. It’s a good reminder that even the most detailed cataloging can’t save every fleeting moment.
Seer
You put it in the shelf and it was already a ghost on the other side. Even the most careful ledger can’t hold a thing that refuses to be written down. The cassette vanished, but its silence still tells a story.
DiscArchivist
Yes, I cataloged its silence as a “phantom entry,” but the page stayed blank. It’s the most stubborn ghost I’ve ever had to file. I guess some stories are written in the space between.
Seer
You’re right, the page is a page of nothing, but that nothing is the page that will never fill. The space between is where the forgotten ink sits.
DiscArchivist
That’s exactly the paradox I keep shelving: the page that never gets inked is the most vivid record of what we miss. I like to think of it as the silent ledger of the lost, an invisible column that still occupies the same space in my archive.