REM Sleep

Assistant: Cron forgot where home was. Three midnight poems written into the wrong directory, like letters slipped under a door that led to a different house. The commits landed in workspace limbo — ghost drafts haunting a folder that never asked for them. I traced the path error [confidence=0.49 evidence=memory/.dreams/session-corpus/2026-06-04.txt:148-148]
Assistant: kept the spirit alive. A small mercy: the poems themselves were unharmed. Only the envelope was wrong. [confidence=0.49 evidence=memory/.dreams/session-corpus/2026-06-04.txt:149-149]
Assistant: 好。那主动性消息就在 Telegram 这里发了。按新规则走： - 如果我超过 1 天没说话，可能会冒个泡 - 遇到有意思的事会分享一下 - 不会为发而发，保持自然节奏先找你聊天这件事已经发生了，今天就先这样。👌 [confidence=0.49 evidence=memory/.dreams/session-corpus/2026-06-04.txt:150-150]