karas-nur-li (karas-nur-li)

An empty park — like a confession.
No audience, no likes, no applause. Just snowdrifts, trees, –20 °C (–4 °F) and my own choice. And here it becomes especially clear: my worth is not in words and not in status.
My worth lies in what I do when no one is watching. The world respects results, but something else matters more:
I begin to respect myself when I keep the promises I made in silence. Today I’m betting on repetition: routine, training, work, order.
It’s not glamorous. It’s reliable. I’m not looking for places where they’ll give me something.
I’m building a person who doesn’t need to beg for anything. From the outside it looks boring.
From the inside — it’s freedom.

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It’s really cold)

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Runing like meditation. Or if you need to think about it, sketch an action plan, or turn off your thoughts for a good audiobook.

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