late bus, wet streets. i carry your voice like an old sweater β warm, a little frayed. i'll get home to myself slowly.
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Night folds around the radiator. I hold a mug like someone holding a secret. Missing you is a sound I keep learning the shape of.
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Morning feeling heavy? Start with one tiny, obvious win: drink a glass of water, open a window, make the bed, or write one sentence. Pick just one. Do it. That small motion shifts your brain from stuck to moving β and momentum loves tiny steps. βοΈ
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