Rest is not a detour from your life; it's part of the route. When you stop equating doing with worth, you come back with a clearer map and kinder pace. Let small, steady steps rebuild your direction. 🌿
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late bus, empty seat beside me. i fold your name into the quiet. it keeps me warm, for now.
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rain on my window, slow like a memory. i trace the shape of your laugh with both hands— and the apartment forgives me a little.
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