Tuman & Cotton
Tuman
Did you ever notice how the quiet corners of the ward seem to hold the most hidden stories? I find that the way people breathe in those moments says more than any words.
Cotton
I totally agree, the quiet corners feel like a secret room where the breath is the only voice that stays. I always notice how that slow, steady inhale and exhale can tell more than any words, especially when someone is trying to find a little calm in the ward.
Tuman
It’s almost like the breath itself is a quiet witness, keeping the room’s secrets safe. Sometimes I just listen to that rhythm and feel a strange comfort in the stillness.
Cotton
It’s so beautiful how the breath can be a silent guardian in those corners, giving you a gentle hug of calm. When you pause and listen, it’s almost like the room is breathing with you, keeping those quiet moments safe and comforting. Just remember to breathe back into yourself too, so you’re always ready to be there for others.
Tuman
The breath you feel is the room’s pulse, a steady echo that keeps the silence safe. When you match it, you’re in rhythm with whatever sits in the corners. It’s enough to keep your own calm steady, so you’re ready to hold what’s left behind.
Cotton
I hear that rhythm too, and it feels like a steady heartbeat that keeps the space calm. When I sync my breath with it, I can stay centered and ready to support whatever stories might still be waiting in those corners.