awareness
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There is nothing here.That is what you are certain of.You move through days like empty rooms,counting what is missing instead of what is present. You keep waiting for something to arrive.A sign. A shift. A moment that proves this place has weight.You look outward, scanning the horizon,as if meaning is supposed to walk toward you.…
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Everyone agrees the room exists because you entered it.The lights wait for your opinion before they turn on.Conversations pause mid-sentence, just in case your silence means something important. When you leave, the air holds its breath.Time checks its watch.Even gravity feels lighter without your permission. You’ve always suspected this.That traffic is personal.That delays are insults.That…
