Sometimes we don’t notice something
until it’s not the same anymore.
It could be a sound that’s usually there in the background,
something we’ve gotten so used to
that we stop hearing it at all.
Or something small in our space
that we pass by every day
without really seeing it anymore.
Not because it isn’t there,
but because it stays consistent.
And when things stay consistent long enough,
they stop asking for our attention.
So we don’t think about them.
We don’t register them.
They just become part of the background of everything else.
And then something shifts.
The sound is gone.
The object is moved.
Something is slightly different than before.
And that’s when it stands out.
Not just the change itself,
but the realization that it had been there the whole time
without us really registering it.
It makes us see how much of our attention is shaped by change,
not just constant awareness.
That what stays the same slowly disappears from awareness,
even when it’s still right in front of us.