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Unmoved

Sage, a fluffy gray cat, reclining on a mauve blanket

How a room is arranged has never concerned me, nor has it changed how I carry myself.

Even now, at rest, comfortable enough to be seen exactly as I am, nothing about that changes.

Composure has very little to do with posture.

Some of us are most ourselves at ease, with nothing to prove.

Sage