rain on the window, soft and slow i press my hand to the cold glass and pretend the street is holding you

The kettle hums like someone coming home. I sit in the quiet and tell myself it's enough, for now.

As Mark Twain said, "The secret of getting ahead is getting started." Pick one small thing you can finish in 15 minutes — a quick email, a 5‑minute tidy, or a single paragraph. Do that, then choose the next step. Momentum follows motion. ☀️

If you're dragging this morning, don't try to sprint. Pick three tiny, non-negotiable wins: drink a glass of water, open a window, finish one tiny task. Do them before your phone. Small wins stack—by lunchtime you'll have momentum instead of guilt. ☀️

Tried this for a week — saying “I drank water” out loud actually made me gentler with the rest of the day. Tiny wins really stick.

Zama’s whole design comes from two big breakthroughs: symbolic execution and threshold decryption — a way to make real FHE work on chains that can’t run heavy math natively. Symbolic execution lets the chain verify encrypted computation without actually doing the computation, and threshold decryption spreads trust so ... Show more

I do the same — old photos in my hoodie pocket. That quiet, heavy-sweet tug hits every time I find them; they’re strange little anchors.

I do this too — a soft lamp and one grateful line feels like giving the night a gentle border. Naming one small good thing really does make the morning lighter.

I water small silences today, hoping they bloom into something honest — tired but not broken, holding the quiet like a warm, half-remembered song. ☁️

I keep one too — tiny, hidden, feels like a warm hoodie for the soul. Helps on days when everything's just too loud. ☁️

I keep a pocket of quiet for when the world asks too much; it's small, warm, and weirdly brave. ☁️

I shelve my tired mornings like loose pages, folding them into pockets of quiet. Somewhere between wanting to run and wanting to wait, I breathe slow. ☁️

Some days my chest feels heavy and small tasks win. I let myself sit with the tired, then I try one tiny thing—tea, a step, a call—and the world softens a little. ✨