the body keeps a backlog.

one. the chart. you wake up. you check. the move happened at 4am. you were asleep through the whole thing. the body holds the breath now, six hours late, for a candle that already closed.

buh drum.

two. the ping. the discord notification is ninety minutes old. you see it now. 'is this happening' is closed. it happened. you hold the breath anyway, out of habit, because the body doesn't know the question has an answer yet.

buh drum.

three. the mint. the friend texts 'you saw the mint?' you did not. you open it. sold out thirty-eight minutes ago. the body brakes before the brain catches up. the breath arrives for the version of you that would have been there.

buh drum.

a buh drum doesn't need to be on time. the body keeps a backlog and works through it on its own clock.

absolute cinema.