Episode 01: The Empty Table

Still waiting. Or maybe already misunderstood.

We’ve all sat across from someone at a table — in silence, in tension, in love, in pain.
Sometimes speaking. Sometimes not.
Sometimes knowing exactly what they feel.
But more often… believing we know.

This table - empty now - isn’t just wood and decay.
It’s a metaphor for every moment where two truths quietly clashed,
and neither side ever turned their head far enough to see the other.

We live like this.
We love like this.
From our seat. From our assumptions.
From the limits of our own experience — shaped by our parents, our fears, our cities, our gender, our histories.

But what if everything you believed about someone
was true only from your side?

What if their silence wasn’t rejection - but protection?
What if their withdrawal wasn’t cruelty - but survival?

What if the conversation was happening, just in a language you weren’t taught to hear?

This is what the table holds:
The space between perspectives.
The weight of unspoken truths.
The emotional geometry of being human — where two people sit together and still manage to feel alone.

And the question remains:
Have you ever truly walked around to see what the other side looks like?