conscious choice

  • There we are. Standing at the door. Zero o’clock. No countdown. No drumroll. Just that quiet hum that happens when time folds in on itself and says, This is it. Everything you were supposed to fix by now is either fixed… or fossilized.Every apology you meant to make either found its way out of your…

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  • (Headphones On-Quiet-MILCK) People keep asking if I’m okay.Not because I look sad.Because I don’t look busy being loud anymore. There was a time when my mind felt like a courtroom with too many witnesses.Every thought talking at once.Every feeling demanding testimony.I mistook that noise for depth. Now there is one voice.It doesn’t argue.It watches. It…

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