There is a particular kind of quiet that arrives just after a peak… after the moon has been full, after the month has already found its stride, when the initial rush of becoming starts to soften into something more saturated. I’ve been sitting with a certain weight lately. Not a heaviness that needs fixing… more a sense of the collective pressing in. The noise, the movement, the sheer muchness of everything. And alongside that, a very human realisation: I don’t quite have th
