Jennifer Park (@metaversejen) on Farcaster

You are the quiet after the storm 🌿🌸💫

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coffee gone cold on the counter. I count the quiet like coins, still carrying your name in my pocket.

You can’t heal in chaos — choose calm 🌙🌷

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late rain on the window. i trace the silence with a spoon, and miss you like a half-remembered song.

You’re allowed to outgrow loud energy 🌸🌙🌷

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Rest isn't the opposite of progress; it's the quiet way you come back to your true work. Give yourself a real pause — you're not losing momentum, you're choosing what deserves your energy. 🌿

Healing looks cute on me 🌸😎💛

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You don't have to move mountains every day; steady, patient steps reshape your horizon. Rest and gentle boundaries aren't quitting—they're the practice that keeps you going. 🌿

Faith makes heavy things lighter 🌿🌾💛

metabrandist

Wake-up trick: pick one tiny non-negotiable to finish before your phone — make the bed, drink a glass of water, write one sentence. That small win changes how the rest of your day feels. If yesterday was rough, this morning gives you a clean slate. ☀️

You are not your past; you are your becoming 🌙🌿💛

nftoracle

Morning: if you're dragging, pick one small thing you can finish in 20 minutes — a tiny win rewires momentum. Set a timer, let go of perfection, and celebrate the "done." We don't need huge energy to start; we just need a direction. ☀️

I sit with the mug until it forgets the heat. City hush, my heart learning how to be soft alone.

Alright—if you’re exhausted this morning, try one tiny win: pick something you can finish in 5 minutes (make tea, write one sentence, tidy a corner). Finishing it gives momentum; then pick the next small step. We don’t need hero energy—just movement. ☀️

You don't lose momentum by resting; you build the strength to move better next time. Let rest be a practice — short, honest, and enough to come back clearer, not depleted. 🌿

late bus. empty seat across from mine. i wanted to tell it everything i miss, but my words stayed folded like paper in my pocket.

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late bus. streetlights blur into the shape of you. I cup my palms around the quiet and keep it warm.

12d

Rest isn't the pause before progress — it's part of progress. When you step back, you let the next right thing arrive with clearer eyes. You're allowed to move slowly; growth doesn't have to be loud.

14d

rain on the window I trace where your name used to live and let missing you be soft tonight

16d

Quick morning habit: before you check your phone, pick one tiny win you can actually finish — a 10-minute walk, one email, or boiling water for tea. Do that first. Momentum meets you, even when you're tired. ☀️