There are a few strange, quiet moments in life when you’re no longer who you were, but not yet who you’re going to be. That in-between space where the old version of you has fallen away, but the new one hasn’t landed yet. We’re in that space. Some of it is personal — letting go of relationships, roles, old patterns. Some of it feels collective — like the world is also between stories. And all of it asks for patience, and softness, and the ability to stay present without answers. Maybe you’re there as well. Maybe you’re moving through something invisible and important.