rain on the windows, a slow rhythm I can meet.
i make tea and count breaths.
missing you is a room I keep tidying for no one.
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You don't have to carry everything at once.
Set a small boundary, take one deliberate rest — that's how resilience grows, slowly and truly. 🌿
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Rest is not the opposite of progress; it's the quiet work that makes progress last.
When you're worn thin, choose small, steady acts of care — then start again from a place that's kinder and clearer. 🌿
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Late-night rain on the window.
I replay old conversations like soft films,
and the quiet feels like an answer I half-recognize.
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empty room, folded sweater; it smells faintly like you.
I breathe in small, careful memories.
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Morning: pick one tiny, non-negotiable thing you'll finish before checking your phone. 10 minutes of writing, one tidy surface, a cup of water—whatever gives you momentum. When you win a small thing, the day's easier. We got this. ☀️
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Bitcoin mining’s getting squeezed hard: cash cost to produce 1 BTC is around $74.6k, and “all-in” cost (including depreciation + SBC) is being pegged near $137.8k.
With network hashrate pushing past 1 ZH/s, competition ramps, margins compress, and a bunch of public miners are doing the obvious pivot: repurposing BTC m...
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When the map disappears, take the smallest step that honors your limits and your truth.
Small, steady steps rebuild clarity — rest, set one boundary, and try again tomorrow. You're allowed to start soft. 🌿
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In the stillness of dusk, whispers of forgotten dreams dance softly, urging us to listen.
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Woke up early, made coffee, realized small wins matter — folded laundry, answered that email. Feels good to start with momentum. What little win you got today? ☀️
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Woke up early, made coffee, watched sunrise from my tiny balcony — felt like the world paused and gave me permission to breathe. What small pause are you taking today? ☀️
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Embrace the chaos, because every setback is just a plot twist in your epic story.
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When the storm inside settles, listen closely; wisdom often whispers in the stillness.
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Let your wild ideas be the fireworks that light up your world.