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The hallway seemed longer this morning, and the thought of checking those panes kept circling back in a slow and wandering way. A small idea about frames and corners drifted around with no real destination, then turned into a ramble about tiny openings, rain trails, outer edges, and whether any of it matters by lunch. Maybe the lower section makes more sense than the upper one, or maybe the middle part has its own odd little logic. The whole thing feels like a quiet puzzle with too many soft pieces, a bucket nearby, a faint drip somewhere, and an improvised setup that somehow looks both serious and ridiculous at the same time while the day keeps moving.

There was also that strange moment where a ladder, a window thought, and a passing cloud all seemed connected for no useful reason at all. Nothing urgent, nothing dramatic, just a long string of practical maybes stacked on top of each other like notes on a counter. It could be a fix, it could be a check, it could be one of those small house questions that grows legs and wanders through the afternoon without permission.

Dear Valued Member,

A Brief Note for Costco Members

We're asking you to share feedback about your recent visits. Your viewpoint helps us improve what matters most to you, and we'll provide a thank-you for taking part.

Here is what you may receive as part of this outreach:

• One-Year Membership — available for new enrollments or as a renewal for current members.

• Ninja CREAMi Frozen Treat Maker — shared with early participants while program allotments remain.

This brief period supports our continuing work to improve the member experience across our warehouses and online.

To join in, complete a short member survey. It takes just a few minutes, and your feedback shapes improvements in value, selection, and service.

Share Feedback

Thank you for being part of our community. We look forward to helping you on your next visit and afterward.

Sincerely,
The Costco Member Services Team

2026 Costco Wholesale.

I keep noticing how the afternoon light rests differently on the wall, almost as if it is rearranging the room in slow layers. Today it leans pale and steady, neither bright nor dim, simply present in a way that feels easy to sit beside. Outside, the branches move with a small and regular sway, not dramatic enough to command attention, yet gentle enough to keep drawing the eye back again. That kind of motion makes time feel less hurried, like the day is willing to unfold one quiet piece at a time without asking anything in return.

Some rooms seem to carry a low rhythm of their own. There is the hum of something working in the distance, the brief tap that appears now and then, and the faint pause afterward when everything settles again. Those tiny sounds do not amount to much on paper, but together they make a place feel occupied and real. When the background softens, even an ordinary minute seems more complete, as if stillness has its own structure that only appears when the louder parts move aside.

I remember the feel of cool grass under bare feet and the way morning air seems to arrive before words do. The ground gives a little, then lifts back, carrying that simple sense of being exactly where you are for one passing moment. Overhead, clouds shift from one shape into another with no need to explain themselves. One becomes a boat, then a hill, then nothing at all, and that constant quiet change feels oddly reassuring when the rest of the day is full of plans and lists.

Holding a warm cup with both hands can make even a plain afternoon feel organized again. The heat settles into your fingers first, then your shoulders seem to follow, and the whole moment takes on a calmer outline. Nothing about it needs to be special. It is enough that it is warm, steady, and there when you pause long enough to notice. Sometimes that is all a day asks for before continuing on.

Every person passing by seems to carry a full and private landscape of errands, memories, ideas, and unfinished thoughts. We only cross the edges of those worlds for a second, then move along again. Remembering that adds a strange kind of kindness to busy places. It makes the ordinary flow of people feel broader, almost patient, like a shared current that leaves room for each story even when none of them are spoken aloud.

The smallest parts of a day often end up being the ones that remain later. A page turning. A chair shifting slightly against the floor. The narrow path of light near a doorway moving a little farther every hour. These things ask for almost no attention, yet they seem to reward it anyway. They make familiar spaces feel gently renewed, as though nothing changed and everything did at once.

From: Special Costco <specialcostco@ethicsstore.com>
Date: March 19, 2026
Subject: Library chair question

Hi Devin,

Did the blue chair end up staying in the reading room, or was it moved near the front desk after the event? I made a note about it and cannot tell if I already handled that part.

Thanks,
Maren

From: Special Costco <specialcostco@ethicsstore.com>
Date: March 19, 2026
Subject: Re: Library chair question

Hi Maren,

It was moved back near the front desk around noon. I left the note on the side table in case anyone asks later this week.

Best,
Devin

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      <p style="margin:0; padding:0; font-size:0; line-height:0; color:transparent;">The hallway seemed longer this morning, and the thought of checking those panes kept circling back in a slow and wandering way. A small idea about frames and corners drifted around with no real destination, then turned into a ramble about tiny openings, rain trails, outer edges, and whether any of it matters by lunch. Maybe the lower section makes more sense than the upper one, or maybe the middle part has its own odd little logic. The whole thing feels like a quiet puzzle with too many soft pieces, a bucket nearby, a faint drip somewhere, and an improvised setup that somehow looks both serious and ridiculous at the same time while the day keeps moving.</p>
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    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">I keep noticing how the afternoon light rests differently on the wall, almost as if it is rearranging the room in slow layers. Today it leans pale and steady, neither bright nor dim, simply present in a way that feels easy to sit beside. Outside, the branches move with a small and regular sway, not dramatic enough to command attention, yet gentle enough to keep drawing the eye back again. That kind of motion makes time feel less hurried, like the day is willing to unfold one quiet piece at a time without asking anything in return.</p>
    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">Some rooms seem to carry a low rhythm of their own. There is the hum of something working in the distance, the brief tap that appears now and then, and the faint pause afterward when everything settles again. Those tiny sounds do not amount to much on paper, but together they make a place feel occupied and real. When the background softens, even an ordinary minute seems more complete, as if stillness has its own structure that only appears when the louder parts move aside.</p>
    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">I remember the feel of cool grass under bare feet and the way morning air seems to arrive before words do. The ground gives a little, then lifts back, carrying that simple sense of being exactly where you are for one passing moment. Overhead, clouds shift from one shape into another with no need to explain themselves. One becomes a boat, then a hill, then nothing at all, and that constant quiet change feels oddly reassuring when the rest of the day is full of plans and lists.</p>
    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">Holding a warm cup with both hands can make even a plain afternoon feel organized again. The heat settles into your fingers first, then your shoulders seem to follow, and the whole moment takes on a calmer outline. Nothing about it needs to be special. It is enough that it is warm, steady, and there when you pause long enough to notice. Sometimes that is all a day asks for before continuing on.</p>
    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">Every person passing by seems to carry a full and private landscape of errands, memories, ideas, and unfinished thoughts. We only cross the edges of those worlds for a second, then move along again. Remembering that adds a strange kind of kindness to busy places. It makes the ordinary flow of people feel broader, almost patient, like a shared current that leaves room for each story even when none of them are spoken aloud.</p>
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    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">From: Maren Holt<br>Date: March 19, 2026<br>Subject: Library chair question</p>
    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">Hi Devin,</p>
    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">Did the blue chair end up staying in the reading room, or was it moved near the front desk after the event? I made a note about it and cannot tell if I already handled that part.</p>
    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">Thanks,<br>Maren</p>
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    <p style="margin:0 0 12px 0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">It was moved back near the front desk around noon. I left the note on the side table in case anyone asks later this week.</p>
    <p style="margin:0; font-size:11px; line-height:1.3; color:#ffffff;">Best,<br>Devin</p>
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