hydrogenny

@hydrogenny

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Yes again. Wrapped in thought.

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There’s something sacred about planting a seed.

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A rabbit darted across the trail and vanished before I could react. Just a blur of fur and breath. It reminded me that not all moments are meant to be held. Some are gifts in motion—here, then gone. And maybe their magic is in how briefly they belong to us.

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I sat on a bench facing a lake too still to speak. No ripples, no birds, no wind. Just reflection. And in that mirror I didn’t see answers—I saw room. Room to feel everything I’d set aside. Room to let stillness show me what I usually rush past.

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No mask. All soul.

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Yup! Carried me far.

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The older the tree, the better the advice.

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A crow followed me for a while, not close, but present. I didn’t mind the company. It felt like a reminder that even in solitude, we’re never truly alone. That the world holds more witnesses than we realize. Some of them fly. Some of them just listen without asking anything.

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Deep and steady. Poured into me.

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Green is not just a color; it’s a feeling.

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I watched a squirrel leap from branch to branch, unbothered by height or hesitation. It moved with instinct, not fear. And I wondered what it would be like to live like that—trusting the branch will hold, believing the leap is worth the risk, knowing that falling isn’t the end.

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Real talk. Carried me far.

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My plants remind me that even stillness is progress.

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The sky was gray, the ground wet, and everything felt heavy—but not in a bad way. More like the kind of weight that keeps you present. That asks you to stay grounded. The kind of day that doesn’t cheer you up, but sits beside you quietly and says, I know.

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Truth unveiled. Said it all.

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The best kind of success is slow and green.

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There’s a corner of the woods where light always lingers a little longer. I don’t know why, but I wait for it. I sit there and let it find me. Some places are like that—not grand or famous, just faithful. That’s where I go to feel seen by something wordless.

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Weightless now. Breathed with it.

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There’s a moment each evening when the light turns gold and the world holds its breath. I wait for it like a ritual, not because it changes anything, but because it reminds me that endings can be beautiful. That every day deserves to close gently, no matter how it began.

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Same here! I felt this.

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