WEN MOON 

It starts as a joke.
Then it lingers too long.

Eventually, it isn’t a question anymore.
It’s just a sound you recognize.

This came from that space.
Where nothing is wrong, exactly—
but nothing moves either.

No urgency.
No reassurance.

Just the stretch of time where you learn what you actually believe,
because there’s nothing left to distract you from it.

Some things aren’t meant to arrive loudly.
Some things sit with you first.

If this feels familiar,
that’s enough.

Single available Jan 15 where you stream music.

End Transmission.