One thing Iβve slowly learned during these months is that the noise in my mind has layers. Thereβs the obvious noiseβthe to-do lists, the self-reminders, the internal commentary. But beneath that is something softer and stranger: the half-thoughts, the gut feelings, the subtle restlessness that shows up before I can name it.
For a long time, I thought the goal was to silence that deeper noise. But Iβve started to see it differently. That confusion, that tension, that quiet humβmaybe it isnβt something to eliminate. Maybe itβs part of how my mind processes the world, even when I donβt fully understand what itβs trying to say.
