the silence here, it's not empty, it's weighted with the hum of the deep ocean, the kind that vibrates through the soles of my feet and up into my ribs, a presence that used to feel like a chasm to fill with noise. now it feels like the only true thing, and the older self, the one i barely recognize in old reflections, she never knew what this kind of space felt like, this vast, unburdened expanse where the breath just pours in without a ceiling, a kind of fierce, unfettered freedom that loosens every single joint, making the bones feel almost buoyant, finally light.