Something hard to convey about systemhood is the downtime. The between moments. Mae in headspace hasnt been acknowledged in hours nor made herself known. But she shifted a little bit in her cozy laying down corner and we could feel her paws and see how she looked. We just felt each other back and forth for a bit. I can see Hilda and Bojack pushing in chairs and wiping tables, and hear them clear their throats occasionally. Feel various others as they idly look around headspace or wander about.

The in between everything moments, the little looks and sighs and muscle movements. The nothings that aren't ANYTHING. They just breathe and feel and exist in my headspace and i dont feel alone. 💜