You’re Not Invisible.
You’re Just Done Performing.
I was supposed to take Monday and Tuesday off.
No posting. No comments. No being “on.”
And then I woke up with nothing on my calendar and thought: What the hell do I do with this?
Blank time. No urgent reason to be useful.
And it made me deeply uncomfortable.
Not bored. Not restless.
Uncomfortable.
Because the quiet whispered something I didn’t want to hear:
If…