The clock reads 2:18 a.m., and a persistent, dull ache in my right knee is competing for my attention—not enough to force a shift, but plenty to destroy my calm. The floor feels significantly harder than it did yesterday, an observation that makes no logical sense but feels entirely authentic. https://chanmyay-sayadaw46995.blogdun.com/39948505/pain-doubt-chanmyay-wrong-practice-all-looping-through-my-sits-instead-of-settling