Substack October 16, 2025
The days no longer run from me. I sit with them, count their silence. What I once called waiting has turned into breathing. I no longer chase what hasn’t come. I exist in the small pause, the space that neither moves nor stops. Maybe this is all there ever was — a stillness that keeps me company.
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Substack October 13, 2025
“The signal was clearer today. Or maybe I was quieter. I sat by the window and listened—not to voices, but to the space between them. Still no answers. Just the hum again. A reminder that I’m still here, still building something I can’t name.”
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Substack October 10, 2025
“I walked again today, without knowing where. The air felt familiar, like a memory trying to return. Every turn echoed her name, though I never spoke it. The streets seemed to wait for something—maybe for me to admit I never stopped following.”
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