Chapter 80: The Space Between
Empty
Some days,
there's nothing particularly wrong.
Nothing to fix.
Nothing to chase.
Yet something feels absent.
Like a room that's been cleared out,
but not filled again.
The days continue.
Work.
Training.
Conversations.
Everything moves as it should.
And still,
there are moments when I pause
and notice the space.
Not sadness.
Not loneliness.
Just an emptiness
I can't quite name.
Maybe not everything needs an answer.
Maybe some seasons
are meant to be felt
before they are understood.