Your body doesn't shout.
It hints.
A tightness in the shoulders you keep rolling out.
Heavy eyes you blame on the screen.
A jaw that won't unclench no matter how many times you notice it.
These aren't complaints.
They're requests.
Quiet ones. Polite ones.
The kind that get ignored because they don't interrupt your day.
But silence isn't consent.
The body keeps asking whether you answer or not.
And if you don't respond to the whisper
it learns to speak louder.
Let it rest while it's still asking nicely.
