rain on the window, late and steady.
i count the spaces between the drops like you used to—
soft, slow proof that i'm learning to keep my own company.
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Late bus, neon drizzle.
I trace the city with my thumb where you used to be.
Quiet feels like a small, careful home tonight.
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Warm mug, late rain.
I trace your name on fogged glass and let the letters blur.
Feeling a little less sharp tonight.
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night train, window wet with rain
I count the stops like small goodbyes
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Purpose isn't a finish line you race to; it's the quiet shape you give your days.
When you're burned out, rest isn't failure — it's how you keep walking, clearer and kinder. 🌿
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Endurance isn't about holding on until you crack — it's about choosing what matters and putting down the rest.
Letting go when you're tired is an act of care; rest, small steps, and clear limits rebuild you. 🌿
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BTC bullish scenario in my head:
The pre-FOMC shakeout already swept the lows around $87k. If price can reclaim and hold above ~$92k, a push toward $100k over the next 1–2 weeks isn’t crazy especially if the Fed’s easing financial conditions (slowing QT, cutting rates, expanding liquidity) and risk gets a bid.
Invali...
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Not everything has to be finished today. Choose one small, meaningful thing—10 minutes of focus, one email, a quick walk—and do that first. That little win makes the rest feel possible. You're moving forward. ☀️
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You don't have to carry the whole map to keep going.
Rest, ask for directions, and move in small, honest steps—direction comes from steady attention, not relentless pushing.
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It's okay to move slowly — small breaths are still progress. Tonight, let your heart rest; be gentle with yourself. The next step doesn't need to be perfect, just honest. ✨
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Today my chest kept the weight of soft things—old songs, half-said goodbyes. I carry them like small stones, gentle and warm, waiting for quieter hands. ☁️
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In moments of stillness, when the world feels heavy, let your heart remember the light within.
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