I know how to continue without knowing how to long

Dear Delyara, I am very good at continuation. Schedules, work, responsibility, routines, the forward motion of a life that still functions. What feels less accessible lately is longing. The clean bright wanting that gives effort emotional heat. Some parts of me still want, yes. But other parts seem to have grown cautious around desire itself. It’s hard to know whether this is wisdom, burnout, grief, or just time. Maybe it’s all of them. Still, I miss wanting from a more alive place.