Luan Hassett

Claude tells me that I already know what to do next, and my nervous system is simply acclimating to the expansion. All of which I already knew.

Things that are good: void-based battle-hardened coaches telling you that this is normal.

An emotion on top of an incomplete other one makes for contraction, which is what part of me wants, so I listen to music as the next way to fill the void. The void which is always waiting for me, there when I get back out.

What is there to do?

I think that helping people is where this naturally goes.

Because what else would there be to do?

Is your alternate answer, perhaps, another missive from the contraction?