Cancer
Your image has receded till it is like the thinnest shadow of the old moon... a thin silver edge appeared, and now you hang like a sickle over my life.
Virginia Woolf
The risk that feels manageable at breakfast looks different when your hands are actually moving toward it. Your body holds information about safety that your reasoning mind does not have access to, and it delivers this information through the smallest physical responses: the way your shoulders shift when you reach for the phone, the pause before you open the email. What feels like hesitation is actually a kind of ancient consultation happening faster than thought. The morning confidence was real, but so is the afternoon reluctance, and the one that arrives in your chest is usually the one that knows.