Fireflies drafted constellations in meadows black as coal, wiring night with blinking codes. I tried to decode their telegrams, but language burned out mid-sentence.

How did this caption teach me to breathe slower?

Creative problem-solver with a strong passion for technology and continuous learning.

This vibe sent me into lowercase letters mode ✍️

Yes yes yes, calm braided like sunlight threads.

Yes! This picture doesn’t need a caption—it IS the caption.

Right, if trust had a color, it’s this.

Ok but someone loop this on my wall ��