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  <title>The Fault Is Not Mine</title>
  <subtitle>Just a girl with a racquet, a passport, and a TBR pile.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kitty</name>
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    <title>What’s Set as Your Phone’s Lockscreen?</title>
    <published>2025-04-05T19:32:48Z</published>
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    <category term="barcelona"/>
    <category term="quiet moments"/>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;You can tell a lot about a person by what they&amp;rsquo;ve set as their phone&amp;rsquo;s lockscreen. It&amp;rsquo;s like a little window into someone&amp;rsquo;s heart, or at least their current mood. A peek behind the curtain of their day-to-day life. Some people go minimalist&amp;mdash;just the date, the time, maybe a soft gradient background. Others treat it like a mini vision board: quotes, goals, reminders of who they&amp;rsquo;re trying to become. And then there are those of us who lean fully sentimental, no shame.&lt;p data-start="664" data-end="1097"&gt;My lockscreen? It&amp;rsquo;s a photo I snapped at sunset on a clay court in Barcelona. Not even during a tournament&amp;mdash;just a quiet, golden evening when the lines were still a bit scuffed from the last match, and the court was empty except for a single ball nestled against the fence. The sky had that dreamy pink-orange blend that only lasts for about three minutes before it slips into blue. There&amp;rsquo;s something about it that just &lt;em data-start="1083" data-end="1092"&gt;settles&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p data-start="1099" data-end="1370"&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s not just about the aesthetics, though it &lt;em data-start="1145" data-end="1149"&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a pretty picture. That court, that moment, reminds me why I love tennis&amp;mdash;not just the matches, the drama, the sweat and strategy&amp;mdash;but the quiet parts. The in-betweens. The way the game lingers even after the players leave.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p data-start="1372" data-end="1744"&gt;And sure, sometimes I&amp;rsquo;ll swap it out for a picture of someone I&amp;rsquo;m low-key obsessed with (no names, but you know who you are, Aussie legend with the best coaching brain in the business). Or something chaotic and silly, like the time I briefly had a meme of a cat wearing a headband and holding a racquet. But I always come back to that clay court at sunset. It&amp;rsquo;s my anchor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p data-start="1746" data-end="1892"&gt;So what about you? What&amp;rsquo;s the first thing you see when you pick up your phone? A loved one&amp;rsquo;s face? A mantra? Something goofy that makes you smile?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p data-start="1894" data-end="1950"&gt;There&amp;rsquo;s no wrong answer&amp;mdash;just stories waiting to be told.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=killercahill&amp;ditemid=1165" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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