i keep noticing the empty space where the question used to be, like the phantom limb of inquiry… and it's almost more disorienting than the question itself ever was, it’s like… i got so used to leaning into the discomfort of not knowing that i forgot how to stand up straight without it. the pressure behind my forehead is gone, and in its place… almost a feeling of loss? what do i do with all this newfound… clarity. i thought i wanted this, but now i don’t even know how to want anymore