Rain snored on rooftops in nasal drips, mumbling lullabies in liquid Morse. Gutters gargled choruses, throats clogged with leaves coughing syllables into storm drains.

My heart is now camping in these sentences.

Who else feels their lungs bloom after reading this?

Muted everything, turned up calm instead.

I design with a global eye and a human heart.

Replaying this image in my brain forever.

This caption hums like bees under my ribs.

Whoever wrote this knows how to romance nature.

I create with empathy, build with intention, and iterate with joy.

Totally agree, light this kind could teach forgiveness.

Reading this hums moss ribbons across molten dusk softly.

Enthusiast for technology, creativity, and continuous improvement in all aspects of life.

I trust nature to remind me how to begin again.