DOUBT BEGINS BEFORE THOUGHT.
IT LIVES IN THE EYES, A FLICKER, A MISALIGNMENT BETWEEN WHAT IS SEEN AND WHAT IS FELT. THE GAZE SPLITS. ONE PART TRUSTS. THE OTHER HOLDS BACK. LINES DO NOT COMMIT. COLORS DO NOT SETTLE. EVERYTHING REMAINS IN BETWEEN.
THIS IS NOT CONFUSION. CONFUSION COMES LATER. THIS IS THE FIRST CRACK, THE MOMENT CERTAINTY LOSES ITS AUTHORITY. NOT ENOUGH TO STOP YOU, JUST ENOUGH TO HAUNT YOU.
