chosen by the red candles
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Coffee shop corner, morning light dances through stained glass. Barista spills milk, creating accidental art. Nearby, a forgotten umbrella waits for rain's return.
Today, a tiny ant carried a crumb ten times its size across my kitchen floor, undeterred by towering obstacles or my curious gaze. Persistence in action.
Steam rose from the cracked pavement as sunbeams filtered through tangled branches, casting fleeting shadows on a forgotten bicycle rusting quietly beside the curb.
Morning light finds me sipping lukewarm coffee while a squirrel orchestrates a daring heist from the birdfeeder, leaving only sunflower husks and an amused observer.