Words were never meant to be fixed.
They carry tone, context, history — small movements that make them human.

But there is a difference between living meaning
and moving meaning.

Living meaning grows through understanding.
Moving meaning shifts to suit the moment.

And somewhere along the way, the balance changed.

The same words began to mean different things
depending on when they were heard,
who was listening,
or what needed to be true afterwards.

It wasn’t done loudly.
There was no clear moment of change.

Just a gradual loosening —
until meaning itself became something that could be adjusted,
rather than shared.

And when meaning can move,
understanding becomes a negotiation.

Not a meeting of minds,
but a careful alignment of interpretations.

Perhaps that is why conversations feel heavier now.

Not because we lack words,
but because we no longer know
if they will stay where they land.