A breath happens.
No record.
A pause.
No response.
Not everything becomes data.
Some things remain in the body.
Unshared.
Unmeasured.
Uncounted.
Breath comes first.
Before language.
Before identity.
Before performance.
Before value is assigned.
Before that —
you are here.
Not as output.
Not as profile.
Not as something to improve.
Just breath.
Just a body.
Just a life that does not ask permission.
Not everything enters the loop.
Some things remain outside it.
Still.