So today I was walked to the city center and surprizingly there was this one guy, he playing really old rock songs on a accoustic guitar right infront of the fountain. I stoped for “just one minute” but somehow keep standing like half hour because his voice sounded kinda raw but still soft, you know? People around was also stucked, some recording with phones, some just smiling like kids (yeh, even grumpy bussiness men)
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💭 I was like "this weekend I will rest, recharge, maybe do yoga idk 🧘♂️" Fast-forward 👉 it's 2AM, I’m on the floor eating cereal straight from the box and watching videos of people building cabins in the woods 🛠️🌲😂 Why am I like this??
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Some nights feel like they’re holding their breath. No notifications, no deadlines, no noise — just you, the sky, and maybe a song you forgot you loved. Not lonely. Not even quiet. Just… still 🌙
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