A thought rises.
Before you notice it, a feeling follows.
Irritation. Tightness. The urge to move or speak.
Most of the time we skip ahead.
Straight to the reaction. Already defending, already planning, already away.
But if you slow down you can watch the whole sequence.
The thought. The spark. The pull.
It's strange to catch yourself mid-loop.
To see how much of your weather you manufacture without meaning to.
You don't have to stop the thought.
You just have to see it arrive.
That small gap between trigger and response is where you live.
Most people never visit.
The experiment and the observer.
Same person. Same room.
