waiting for the kettle \ a quiet pause
Waiting for the kettle isn’t quite waiting.
It’s standing nearby.
Listening without paying attention.
Hands find something small to do.
A cup moved closer.
A spoon resting where it always does.
The sound arrives gradually.
Not all at once.
Nothing else needs to happen yet.
This moment already belongs to itself.
This reflection is part of: everyday rituals \ small habits that shape quiet days



