Published: March 1st 2025, 12:58:03 am
That angle that sneaks into your head when you’re bored, when your mind drifts and the world around you turns to static. You don’t mean to think about it—it just happens. Like muscle memory. Like breathing.
It’s the way I look when I’m not trying, the way my head tilts just so, the way my body moves like it belongs exactly where it is. It’s the glance that lingers a second too long, the shift of my shoulders, the shape of my mouth when I’m lost in thought. You don’t even know why it gets to you. Just that it does.
And now that I’ve settled in, now that you’ve let me in that space between boredom and dreaming..