And now—this. A shift. A pause. A different kind of motion.

Strange, isn’t it? The way effort turns to ease, the way momentum becomes stillness, and somehow, it’s all the same thing. Challenging in its own way. Fun, if you let it be.

Maybe it feels indulgent. Maybe it feels inevitable. Either way, here you are. Floating on the luck of it, the tilt of the universe, the way things shake out sometimes.

No need to justify. No need to explain. Just step into it, like you would anything else. With presence. With curiosity. With the full weight of knowing that this, too, is part of the dance.