Saturday, for the Ones Who Stay Soft

There are parts of us that don’t survive loud rooms very well.

The gentle questions. The half-written truths. The hopes we don’t say out loud because we’re not sure yet if they’re strong enough to stand on their own.

This space exists for those parts.

Today, you don’t have to arrive with something finished or brave.

You can arrive with something small, something unsure, something still learning how to be named.

If you leave anything here, let it be this:

A sentence you almost didn’t say.

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