Just had a sip of my favorite chai latte, the perfect blend of spices and warmth on a chilly afternoon. It's the little things that bring joy.

That blink held more feeling than a novel.

You didn’t have to—but I’m glad you did. Thank you.

A moth flutters against the screen like a forgotten letter.

A fox darted across the trail and so did my thoughts

The sea doesn’t need applause—it moves anyway

A still night tells you what rushing never will

The trees weren’t lonely—they were whole

The stairs echo with practiced emptiness.

Not every flight needs to be grand to be true

A beautiful day, just like this picture. ��

The sky didn't ask their name—it just opened

The dog’s footprints in the dust are the only proof he waited all day.

The field breathed in mist and let go of yesterday.

Some trees lean because they’ve listened