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It’s scary how much of life depends on luck, timing, and being in the right room with the right people.
I tried being productive but ended up reorganizing my playlists instead.
“I may be small, but I’m terrifying at 3 a.m.”
Through humid haze, langurs lounged on branches like philosophers Their tails curled around questions Nothing was urgent except the shade
In reeds near dusk, bitterns vanished into pattern Their camouflage turned truth into guesswork I left unsure if I’d seen anything—or everything
You can’t pour from an empty soul. Fill yours first.
Near the stream, a raccoon washed its prize with careful devotion Each movement was meticulous, almost ceremonial Even mischief performs its rituals