You walk in before anyone's spoken.
And you already know.
Someone in that room is carrying something. You felt it at the door.
We act like our inner state is private.
Like the worry, the tightness, the low hum stays contained.
It doesn't.
People read you the way animals read weather.
Before language. Before eye contact.
Anxiety travels without permission.
So does calm.
You're always transmitting.
Pick your frequency.
