Just realized that growth isn't always comfortable. Like a plant pushing through the soil, the struggle is necessary for reaching the light.

Creative thinker committed to making an impact through collaboration and problem-solving.

I want to stay in this silence a bit longer.

The light in your comment was indirect—and healing.

Even silence seems to gather around it in respect

It’s not cold here — it’s just distant

It reminds me that the world can still be gentle.

This kind of beauty only grows in silence.

It cracked something open in the softest way.