#lifeunfolding

There are days when I sit still long enough to ask myself this question. Is this really what I imagined my life would look like? The truth? No.Not in all the ways I thought it would. I imagined different chapters, smoother paths, more certainty. I thought some people would still be here. I thought some pain would never touch me. I thought happiness would be a straight road, not a winding one…

In a world that praises productivity, doing nothing is often mistaken for failure. Silence is seen as a gap to be filled, and stillness a space to escape. But I’ve come to believe that these quiet moments—when I’m not making, not posting, not rushing—hold their own kind of sacredness. There are days when I sit at the table with a cup of tea, watching the clouds move behind the cypress trees.…

Okay now I have to read this nonsense because I can’t believe that its real.

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