EMPTY

The greatest mistake is thinking emptiness is a flaw to be corrected. Confusing the void for a vacuum, demanding frantic backfill. Piling obligation into the hollow space, believing a full calendar is a full life. This compulsion to conquer silence is exhaustion disguised as productivity.

The void isn't a lack. It's the necessary pause between heartbeats. To rush to seal the crack is to miss an opportunity. Restoration arrives only but when you just allow yourself to exist.