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She dipped her hands into yellow paint without thinking. No plan, no outcome—just presence. A quiet act of becoming, unfolding without pressure or expectation.
There’s something in that absence of calculation—an openness to what comes next, even if unknown.
June 3, 2025 at 2:51 AM
𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.
Vocabulary exercised:
~Overlap→cover partly
~Thorough→complete w/regard to every detail
~Make Sense→to have a clear meaning
~Does Not Make Sense→confusing, irrational
~Intent→with purpose
May 22, 2025 at 7:08 PM